The sinking feeling,
breathe slowly escapes and is unable to be drawn again.
Losing control,
tears form,
happens everytime,
lost in this pool,
pool caused by your own tears,
of the past,
and everything that makes,
your life what it is,
lost in yoursself,
just above the surface,
of the pool you made yourself,
it seems,
this will never end,
the pool will never dry,
and the sun will never shine.
DeathLies Community Member 
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