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so empty, yet so heavy
The stones accumulate in me,
the water rises around.
Air becomes short.
A pressure ripping me down.
Fog in my head.
A dam between tears and eyes.
It's been going so well,
but I'm disfunctioning now.
Locked in a...
the water rises around.
Air becomes short.
A pressure ripping me down.
Fog in my head.
A dam between tears and eyes.
It's been going so well,
but I'm disfunctioning now.
Locked in a...
