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Mar 2015
The blood pools over here, I'm surrounded by family
The water falls over there, My friends are around me
The sand tickles my toes, It constantly tries to drown me
The ice forms around my neck, I feel like a hound
I'll do anything and everything
To get rid of the sound.
Trust
Written by
Jicho Piramidi
415
     --- and Azaria
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