Ezra Scarlet Poems

They laugh.
They smile.
They think the worlds okay.
All the while passing
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It rains down
It falls
It distorts my reflection
The ripples spreading out wide
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And that's how it hits.

One day, you wake up, wishing you hadn't.
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I try to tell myself
I'm not alone
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I can't see
I can't breath
Each breath I choke and wheeze.
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Is it so wrong that I want to sleep and never wake up?

So wrong that I just want to pack up and leave, through the
rain, and through the tree's?
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