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She withered,
like a lonely colurful leaf falling from a tree in a sad autumn,
and she waited,
So long for the wind to blow and move her from that place.
But spring doesn't bring dead leafs to life. Does it?

She couldn't resist the seabed when it was holding her down.
She could feel her tears under water,
It's the remorse and agony that were choking her, while she was already drowning.
She can't survive of this, can she ever?

She seeked no happiness, no joy.
Just seeking for that feeling she's missing
The feeling of being okay.
The feeling of no more losing,

Seeking for help that she never gets,
Wishing that people may hear her loud miserable screams,
Maybe just for once.

Maybe just for once, someone will come and show her how to breathe.

- I L H E M

- I L H E M

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