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May 17
I didn't know what I needed
But here I stand, heart heated.
I am flailing, I am greed
I am drowning, I am need
I am silent, I am defeated.
I gave it all until beneath the weight I broke
What if from a nightmare I never woke?
Perhaps it was my greatest fear
What pulled me out of the water
Written by
Katey
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