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Drowning in our sea
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High School window panes
in idealistic suburbia
rivers run deeper than sin
with blackness
drowning in our sea
a lost infidelity
turning is the time with wheels
spinning
safety is a thing of the past
these days
doctors rushing into hospitals
with split heads from their
drunk driving
brown carpet
smooth picking
sweeping over strings
name drops like rain
one after the other
running through the gutter
in my brain
insignificant
here comes the flood
