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Jan 2018
Drown me.
Push me under.
Hold me down.
Keep me still until my final breath.
Let the water fill my lungs, burning as I scream.
I want to go, and you'll let me.
You're the reason I want to go in the first place.
blake
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blake  20/FTM/Purgatory
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