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More and more This water full of mercy, distasteful, foul water Creeps up Inside of my lungs Drowning my organs I can feel the fear As if it is physically manifesting In my stomach, side, back, head It's getting to be too much How much more can I take before I break ? This fear - is filled with little fears that may or may not predict what is to come I cannot help but let it consume me I just pray It won't consume my situation
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Jun 17, 2020
Jun 17, 2020 at 2:54 AM UTC
Fear πŸ¦‰πŸŒ™
More and more This water full of mercy, distasteful, foul water Creeps up Inside of my lungs Drowning my organs I can feel the fear As if it is physically manifesting In my stomach, side, back, head It's getting to be too much How much more can I take before I break ? This fear - is filled with little fears that may or may not predict what is to come I cannot help but let it consume me I just pray It won't consume my situation
16 June 2020 Β©
charlitte
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Jun 17, 2020
Jun 17, 2020 at 2:54 AM UTC
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