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My tears, they fall to the ground,

They flood my room with despair,

And The sorrow thoughts that float in the water,

With my rescuer who was never there.

The bitter taste of salt,

With the waves that splash in my eyes,

The sharks that surround my body,

Jut waiting to take my life.

I can't teach myself to swim,

Because I never knew how,

I couldn't t swim away from my problems,

But, I'm just drowning in them now.

Never stood afloat,

I'd just fall to the bottom,

Deep down underground,

Like a flower when going to blossom.

I can't seem to find an island,

I'll drown in my tears once again,

But this time, I'll never be found,

Only In the farthest, of a riverbed.

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