Drowning
the thought of you is suffocating
but exhilarating.
I'm gasping for air
but there is no oxygen
and that won't stop me from diving deeper.
You continue to take my breathe away
and I won't stop
until it kills me.
Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 9:56 PM UTC
Drowning
the thought of you is suffocating
but exhilarating.
I'm gasping for air
but there is no oxygen
and that won't stop me from diving deeper.
You continue to take my breathe away
and I won't stop
until it kills me.
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