Drowning, Drowning
In a pool of water
The sun against the sky
Everything splashes
Like waves trapped in a bottle
Pounding like a beating heart
torn apart from torn again
Drowning, Drowning
In darkened sands
Drowning, Drowning
In a place that never stands
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Rollercoasters
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