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my toes are damp and I’ve forgotten how
I got here, like a bad hangover. lost
in this never ending darkness like a sea.
help I feel like I’m drowning
I am just one person but who am I
really? when my bones give up and shift
in to a desert, I’m just another Jane Doe.
help I’m drowning
greeting the birds in the morning, the sun
is too cheerful to bare on my watery grave.
when was it the moon went to sleep?
I’m drowning
clawing at something self abusive,
I should know better than this by now.
just what exactly is wrong with me?
help
I got here, like a bad hangover. lost
in this never ending darkness like a sea.
help I feel like I’m drowning
I am just one person but who am I
really? when my bones give up and shift
in to a desert, I’m just another Jane Doe.
help I’m drowning
greeting the birds in the morning, the sun
is too cheerful to bare on my watery grave.
when was it the moon went to sleep?
I’m drowning
clawing at something self abusive,
I should know better than this by now.
just what exactly is wrong with me?
help
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