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Drowning
Out of the night that covers me.
Into a place where the water lays deep.
In this place it is too dark to swim.
But the overpowering water pulls you in.
The moon reflection mesmerises.
While the cool wind gnaws at your skin.
I should not draw closer.
But I do anyway.
I know I should leave.
But I can’t help but stay.
What is this place that I have found?
That has no movement.
That has no sound.
It draws me under,under deep.
To where only the dead lay to sleep.
My eyes burned.
Burned as I went down.
I couldn't close them.
Nor could I try to yell. And no one was around.
I tried to kick and break free.
But alas whatever it was, was stronger than me.
Into a place where the water lays deep.
In this place it is too dark to swim.
But the overpowering water pulls you in.
The moon reflection mesmerises.
While the cool wind gnaws at your skin.
I should not draw closer.
But I do anyway.
I know I should leave.
But I can’t help but stay.
What is this place that I have found?
That has no movement.
That has no sound.
It draws me under,under deep.
To where only the dead lay to sleep.
My eyes burned.
Burned as I went down.
I couldn't close them.
Nor could I try to yell. And no one was around.
I tried to kick and break free.
But alas whatever it was, was stronger than me.
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