You're moist even though water isn't present.
You soak in it but still you keep breathing.
Almost drown and tired.
Still continues to move to live.
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Jr.
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Poetry of Dreams
Unbearable Pain
The pain is unbearable I don't know how long I can handle the pain. It is unexplainable It will stay prolong Until this life will drai...
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