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Untitled Standing in The bright of the night I spend my time Alone To wait Giving it one more chance I sleepwalk through your ice-cold water Attracted to its wave Wanting to be washed from darkness Away from a fairytale fate But they are unforgiving waters I crash unto my knees My eyes sting To watch bubbles of life Float up and out of reach My hopes and desires Continuing to slip Of all that I wanted to be |
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