Stay here, so I can breath
Love me while I seethe
And sink down below
No strength left to row
Hard to see
Your empathy
But I'm clouded
In my world that stays shrouded
It's mystery
Why beg for the life of me
I'm alone, and cold
No hands left to hold
I'm sick, I clasp my head in my hands
Lost in life's sinister strands
Web of lies, or love
What difference is there, crow or dove
Am I wandering down
To the bottom, left to drown
Riddle within
Quagmire? Fen?
No hearts cease to beat
In my time of defeat
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