#11 The crown

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it's not mine
the crown
but i'm not fine
drowning and going down

i'm afraid that
i could be the next one
don't you think that
the chance is there
at least some

pulling away
all my negative thoughts
trying to find a way
but my mind is rough

want to flee
from the bee
who is catchig me

darkness is
surrounding me
no path to walk
is free

my entire life
is turned upside down
a threat with a knife
i'm caged in the town

my time is up
the crown is here
want to throw up
nothing but fear

fearing tomorrow
running from yesterday
like an arrow
catching me everyday

now its mine
the crown
im still not fine
drowned and went down

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