The room keeps spinning and my mind is flooding with thoughts and no matter how hard I try to swim, I keep drowning.
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PoetryYou are the reason I have ink stains on my fingertips. art by yuschav arly
Drown.
The room keeps spinning and my mind is flooding with thoughts and no matter how hard I try to swim, I keep drowning.
