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There's just so much water. Blinding to the eye, torturous to the skin. I fear this is it. I can feel my laboured breaths mimicking my beating heart. Time has no importance. I can sense my eyesight blurring, my body giving way. Allowing the water to take full control. I realize that this was inevitable but is still yet delayed. The water envelopes my body. Nothing can be kept sheltered, hidden as I've let myself get to this. My vulnerability becoming me.
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Jul 3, 2017
Jul 3, 2017 at 2:25 PM UTC
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There's just so much water. Blinding to the eye, torturous to the skin. I fear this is it. I can feel my laboured breaths mimicking my beating heart. Time has no importance. I can sense my eyesight blurring, my body giving way. Allowing the water to take full control. I realize that this was inevitable but is still yet delayed. The water envelopes my body. Nothing can be kept sheltered, hidden as I've let myself get to this. My vulnerability becoming me.
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Jul 3, 2017
Jul 3, 2017 at 2:25 PM UTC
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