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Do you feel more secure when your head touches the ceiling Hiding in the shower Pulsating droplets split Hitting my spine To slip and become a dying fragment in the drain Scale the space between lost Acknowledge my existence
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 8:51 PM UTC
Fogged eyes
Do you feel more secure when your head touches the ceiling Hiding in the shower Pulsating droplets split Hitting my spine To slip and become a dying fragment in the drain Scale the space between lost Acknowledge my existence
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 8:51 PM UTC
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