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I AM TRYING TO STAY AFLOAT BUT I CAN'T HELP BUT LOVE THE TASTE OF WATER IN MY LUNGS FIRE AND WATER ARE DANCING IN MY BELLY LIKE ARMAGEDDON DO THE MARINES TEACH YOU HOW TO **** BECAUSE I WANT TO BE DEAD I WATCHED FRANK DIE IN FRONT OF ME I COUNTED WITH THE EMS TO 30 FOR EACH COMPRESSION AND THEN I COUNTED HOW LONG IT WAS IN BETWEEN THE SOUNDS OF ELECTRICITY TO THE SOUNDS OF HANDS POUNDING ON HIS CHEST I WATCHED THEM TAKE FRANK AWAY I COUNTED HOW MANY TIMES MY MOTHER PRAYED 18 MY MOTHER PRAYED 18 TIMES I COUNTED THE MINUTES IT TOOK FOR MY BROTHER TO DRIVE HOME FROM COLLEGE IT TOOK HIM 42 MINUTES BECAUSE IT WAS 12:30 IN THE MORNING AND THERE WAS NO TRAFFIC ON THE HIGHWAY I'VE STOPPED SEEING PEOPLE ALL I SEE ARE PUZZLES I'M ONLY SHOUTING BECAUSE IT SEEMS THAT GOD HASN'T BEEN ABLE TO HEAR ME LATELY THE WORST OF THE WILDLIFE WEARS CLOTHES AND CAN PRAY WE ARE ANIMALS IN MAN SUITS BUT YOU HAVE SHOWN ME YOUR MASKS NONE OF THIS MAKES ANY SENSE ANYMORE LIFE IS AN ENIGMA BUT YOU TOLD ME TO STOP SOLVING PUZZLES WITH THE PIECES MISSING
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Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 9:54 PM UTC
TO EVERYONE I'VE EVER MET
I AM TRYING TO STAY AFLOAT BUT I CAN'T HELP BUT LOVE THE TASTE OF WATER IN MY LUNGS FIRE AND WATER ARE DANCING IN MY BELLY LIKE ARMAGEDDON DO THE MARINES TEACH YOU HOW TO **** BECAUSE I WANT TO BE DEAD I WATCHED FRANK DIE IN FRONT OF ME I COUNTED WITH THE EMS TO 30 FOR EACH COMPRESSION AND THEN I COUNTED HOW LONG IT WAS IN BETWEEN THE SOUNDS OF ELECTRICITY TO THE SOUNDS OF HANDS POUNDING ON HIS CHEST I WATCHED THEM TAKE FRANK AWAY I COUNTED HOW MANY TIMES MY MOTHER PRAYED 18 MY MOTHER PRAYED 18 TIMES I COUNTED THE MINUTES IT TOOK FOR MY BROTHER TO DRIVE HOME FROM COLLEGE IT TOOK HIM 42 MINUTES BECAUSE IT WAS 12:30 IN THE MORNING AND THERE WAS NO TRAFFIC ON THE HIGHWAY I'VE STOPPED SEEING PEOPLE ALL I SEE ARE PUZZLES I'M ONLY SHOUTING BECAUSE IT SEEMS THAT GOD HASN'T BEEN ABLE TO HEAR ME LATELY THE WORST OF THE WILDLIFE WEARS CLOTHES AND CAN PRAY WE ARE ANIMALS IN MAN SUITS BUT YOU HAVE SHOWN ME YOUR MASKS NONE OF THIS MAKES ANY SENSE ANYMORE LIFE IS AN ENIGMA BUT YOU TOLD ME TO STOP SOLVING PUZZLES WITH THE PIECES MISSING
alyssabayley
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Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 9:54 PM UTC
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