Overwhelming, over-thinking is taking control
This mind of mine has left me with a shipwreck in my soul
Cold as a harsh winter's night
Time is the frozen lake beneath my veins
I'll slip on the ice and break
Sink to the bottom and see what it means to really choke
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Духовная литература//a series of life writings// some based on one person, some based on another, some on non existant people
