Chapter 4

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I feel like i'm drowning,
Sinking.

The water is dark, and I can't feel the ground.
I have lost my sense of up and down.

And each lungful I take, gets harder with each passing day.

I've tried to put down my blade, but I can never stay away..

With each drop that spills, there are promises of what wills, and right now, mine is crumbling.

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