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Dec 2016
And suddenly,
I couldn’t move.

All I knew
Was that I needed you.

But whatever I’m drowning in
Is heavier than my sins

They won’t hear a sound
As I sink down

I can only pray to hit the bottom
A quiet, private asylum
Zoe Green
Written by
Zoe Green  Missouri
(Missouri)   
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