someday

i will swim

and by swim, i mean

live life like i mean it

but you have to understand

that just the thought of

water makes me sick to

my stomach right now

and know that the

the vomiting is

what makes it

bearable to

be around

the way

you

smell like chlorine,

but you can push me

in the water and

hold my head under

and drown me, i

still won't say

i'm sorry for what

i know damn well

i should be sorry for

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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