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Jul 2013
I can tell I'm drowning, no-one's coming to save me,
Not even my parents care about their "special baby",
I can feel waves of panick, washing over me,
As I try to fight against the strong pull of the sea,
My strength is fading quickly, my energy's nearly gone too,
I can't hold on much longer, I'm done waiting for you.
Lily Darkheart
Written by
Lily Darkheart  London
(London)   
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