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