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Dec 2019
I can feel a storm coming
But there is nowhere to go
Waves of rain wash over me
And I melt away

As the waters rise, I find I can no longer breath
Iā€™m drowning, and no one will save me
My lungs craving air like a glutinous beast
My hands grasping at the fading light
As if it was an angel coming to save me
But gods grace cant reach me here
And I hit the bottom

The storm has cleared
And now, I stand
The water up to my knees
I see now that I was drowning myself
Written by
Tabitha
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