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DROWNING

I know what it feels like not to breathe
And wished the suffocation lasted longer
Not to die but for the massive bliss
Temporary comfort amid great risk
An incomparable high
Almost as sweet as true love, or maybe it is
I need to let your soul heal
Let you know if this is the path you really want
There are scars that threaten to last forever
But amaze you how they heal
But there are those burns that appear better
But they never stop burning
There are times that you think it is a simple dive
But you find you are drowning 
When you break free
Just like when you are intoxicated with euphoria
The freerer you feel the more you are hooked
It is just life and choices
No one is coming out as they came
Everyone is scathed 

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