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this very thing that keeps you moving

you take one at a time

after the other and the other

even when your drowning

you can't help but gasp for more

how can my mind comprehend what my heart cannot

the suffocation crushes my soul

its weighing me down into the abyss

dark it gets and the colder it becomes

how can i escape whats impending

as it begins takes control over me

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