written on the water

music fills my lungs smoke in my brain wilting apart vibrations from the waves i'm overwhelmed i should be used to this hell i guess i'm okay it's not something you can see i want so badly for you to hold me but i've lost

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upnorthdavid

Wow! Strong!

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