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Water/Drain

Watching the water pour out of my faucet,

Reminds me of the years I have spent,

Giving love when I can, to those I care about.

Of all the blood I have bled,

Heart always beating

Of the screams in a bedroom,

When the night is neverending.

Of all the effort put in,

Going down the drain.

◄ Fate

Yet We Endure ►

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