last goodbyes and regrets
haven't found motivations yet
slipping down the wells
water filled emotions, in a fell
containment, entrapment, denial, and fear
the feels of my living year
tell me was life this way in past
or is the future just aftermath?
living contamination is my emotion
a hazardous expression in motion
pulling down the well brick by brick
my whole family makes me sick
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