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I see my family wasting away in comfort I watch my life slip through my fingers Youth is wasted on the young Youth is wasted on the living The living are wasted as youth I need to escape My mind My home This realm Help me reach above the quicksand that is humanity, And let me hope some form of being will pull me free I'm drowning, I'm giving blood, As I'm dying, I'm finally alive
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Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 12:00 PM UTC
As I Was
I see my family wasting away in comfort I watch my life slip through my fingers Youth is wasted on the young Youth is wasted on the living The living are wasted as youth I need to escape My mind My home This realm Help me reach above the quicksand that is humanity, And let me hope some form of being will pull me free I'm drowning, I'm giving blood, As I'm dying, I'm finally alive
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Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 12:00 PM UTC
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