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Jan 2018
I'm breathing in this oxygen,
Getting high on letter knives,
Faking smiles and happiness.

They think I'm a goner,
Never getting back onto dry land,
I'm lost in this ******* sea,
So, yeah, I agree.

It can feel like the world will end,
When everything's not at my fingertips,
I've got life to live ahead,
and I won't be taking it for granted.

They think I'm a goner,
Never getting back onto dry land,
I'm lost in this ******* sea,
So, yeah, I agree.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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