Music
Almost drowing not able to hear
Reaching for air or some kind of escape
Head under the water not able to see the landscape
Wishing that I could just disappear
Hearing the sweet melody finally soothed my soul
I was able to breathe again, the water had left my lung
I could relax and was no longer high strung
I was no longer to myself awful
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