you, my river

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black blue water

chaos waves

fighting wars

against each other

white blood

decorate the surface

while they

overpower

overgrow

each other

Madness

uncontrollable

unpredictable

Madness

it calls me

ties me to it

like an invisible bond

longing for me

drawing me

"touch me" it calls

a Phantom of coldness

running over my fingers

while i imagine it

"come to me"

and i can't resist

"just for a Moment"

"to cool you

from the heat of life"

thousands of knifes

cutting my Skin

as i dived in my foot

which will be the last Thing

I'll ever do

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