eye of the storm
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In this hurricane of a lifeI spend my days drowning,standing sideways against the waves.Every time I get back up,The currents get stronger.I gasp for air,Only getting a mouthful of regret.
this is so easy now
not caring
nothing hurts
I just let go
and I'm gone.
who needs the drugs
the booze
the techno wail of a crazy party
when I can live
