Drowning in a sea of pitch black.

No way out, can't turn back.

Gasping for air, but I have none left.

Trying so hard to catch my breath.

Screaming, but there's nothing to be heard.

'Cause I can't spit out even one word.

Trying to stay calm, to float, to swim.

But the strong current won't give in.

Drowning a sea of pitch black.

And now my frail little heart is under attack.


The End

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