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Jun 2013
Their minds are caught in the swell & the tide is taking them out to sea
Lungs filling up with explicit toxic nature
and I feel the innocence fading away into the depths of the ocean
                                                      Sacr­ificed for the catacomb of the
* weak                                                         
restless                             
       lost
*      
but mostly for those who are broken and are done with it all.
Hannah Erika
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