Waves

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The water washes over me
Something is pulling me under waves
I fight and struggle to get out of its grip but it seems pointless
My lungs are screaming for air
How can I survive this at?
I claw at the receding surface
The light is fading above me
Everything is becoming dark
The pressure it's too much too take
I close my eyes
It'll all be over soon
I whisper to myself
As the scene fades to black

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