Endless Black

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Endless Black

Water rushing all around
Can't breath I reach for the surface
Drowning in the endless black

Blinded by the darkness
Suffocated by the lack of oxygen
Drowning in the endless black

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

crescentmoon’s Poems (5)

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Beaten Stone 0
I need you (lyrics) 2
Im In Love With A Lie (Part 2) 0
Endless Black 0
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