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Dec 2015
It feels like I'm drowning,
slowly going deeper,
I can't swim,
but i can slowly disappear,
as i hit the surface,
I think of your warm embrace,
but what is warm
when your being drowned in your own tears?
Lovelust
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Lovelust
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   Eiliv Advena
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