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Oct 2013
Rage fills in my room as I start to cry.

Tears fill up the room, making me drowned.

Deep under, covered in water.

Soaked, drenched.

I crave a smile, let down with a frown.

Why must you drown me.

Why push me father then I am.

I see no return for life.

I see blue, shimmers of light fading.

The waves rise above me.

The thing I live on is one speak of light, soon gone.

I should float, but I swim further down.

Bubbles rise, as I finally breath.

I don't want to die, but forced.

Murdered.

You created the tears that drowned me.

You don't care.

You swim in my pool.

My pool of tears.
Bambi
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