mouthful of black
Can’t swim Never could You said “breathe” Like I ever would Mouthful of black No room for light I don’t float I don’t fight I scream But it sounds like air The kind you choke on When no one’s there The water loves me More than you did It wraps me soft And pulls me under Quiet Quiet Quiet
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