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Water filled eyes Tear stricken face Mascara running all over the place Trembling hands Vermilion drained heart Shriveled up soul, ripped apart. Solid enough, a single tug Unravels each strand As a woven rug. Weakened and empty Failed once again Never enough to fight through the end. Prickling fear Climbs down the spine Paralyzing each victim that it can find. Locked in a ruthless, icy cold clutch Struggling for air, but the suffering is too much.
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 10:51 PM UTC
Struggling
Water filled eyes Tear stricken face Mascara running all over the place Trembling hands Vermilion drained heart Shriveled up soul, ripped apart. Solid enough, a single tug Unravels each strand As a woven rug. Weakened and empty Failed once again Never enough to fight through the end. Prickling fear Climbs down the spine Paralyzing each victim that it can find. Locked in a ruthless, icy cold clutch Struggling for air, but the suffering is too much.
The title says it all.
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 10:51 PM UTC
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