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Surface

 Under the surface
It’s always under the surface
When life asks too much
When it hurts more to feel
Than to touch my torments
I release all in the ocean
Under the surface
It’s always under the surface
I can scream
I can swim
I move slower
I feel nothing
Even the pain can disappear
The need to rise can be suppressed
For as long as I need
I have a towel waiting above
I can wrap myself in troubles once more
But what if
What if I waited
Waited and waited
Under the surface
Always under the surface
Written by TheBlackRabbit
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