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Same feelings
Nervous wreck In self defense
saying you feel the water up to your neck
all the things you can’t forget
washed up memories of what’s left
burning in the fire to resurrect in the flesh anxious cigarette breathe
never mind the burning in my chest
Sunday 7th April 2019 4:06 am
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