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they say i'm insane
just by the looks of my brain
not once have they tried
to understand my wish
to die.
the judgements coming faster
the storm isn't going
past us.
looking for a way out isn't working
all the sadness is leaving me
wishing & hoping
so you think i wear a cotton dress,

while all round is stormimg,

you think that people on boats are lovely

when it is a cruise ship, waving.

what do you think when passengers

are drowning?

this is not cunard, this is not a

myth.

sbm.

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