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I Drowned
Ghosts of all the words
That have been spoken
Fly in and possess my mind
All my fixing just
Leaves me more broken
Could heal, but they steal the time
So my sins drip clear
Like razors they cut
Clear turns crimson on the ground
Here’s where they’ll find me
Buried in lies, but
In the oxygen I drowned
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