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I’m drowning
Drowning in work,
Drowning in sorrow
Drowning in the faces of sympathetic friends
Drowning, and I can’t come up for air.
The world looks different from down here.
From under the water,
And through the bubbles, blown from my last breath.
The world seems sad. And cold, and grey.
Happy faces, distorted into frowns and sad smiles
As I go deeper into this ocean
My tears become mixed with the water that traps me.
So no-one sees that I am drowning
Drowning in sickness
Drowning in despair
Drowning in the hushed voices of those around me
Drowning, and I can’t come up for air.
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It's very well written tho
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Got it memorised?
- Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?
I do bite my thumb, sir.
- Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?
Is the law of our side, if I say ay?
No.
No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I
bite my thumb, sir.
darn them dust bunny's who have attacked ya! and Mrs M 0.o
lovers yew ♥
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Tomorrow can wait..live today as if its your last =]
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