Submerged into brisk, clear water
No one can hear my struggle.
Surrounded by creatures and beings who find delight with my lost of power
And the fact that I wont survive.
I can only remember all those days spent on watching other people waste time
And Im the one drowning.
Did anyone remember me when they looked back at the good times?
A question that can never be answered I suppose...
So here it goes.
I'm dead.
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Later Days
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