I feel like I am drifting away. On a small raft down the river. It's quiet and calm, but I can hear the roars of the waterfall somewhere further down.
I'm drifting away. My raft is leaking and the waterfall is getting closer by the second...
I can't move. I am numb to the core and I don't really mind.
I can't move. I am numb to the core and I don't really mind.
I can't fight. I can't rebel against the closing dangers of my future.
I close my eyes and wait for death to strike.
I close my eyes and wait for death to strike.
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