-Drowning-
Water engulfs me in its cool hand
cannot escape, trapped in a can.
Cold sensation runs like dogs
numbing kicks in just like frogs.
Thrashing around for a breath of air
but it's like the water itself does not even care.
For the father and the daughter
the mother and the son in the hands of water.
They all drowned with me
but I'm still drowning.
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