• solemn_soliloquy 5w

    Everytime it's different.
    You have to start all over.
    A few make it as they calm themselves and the water around.

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    Pool of love

    Frantic efforts end up being useless splashes. I think I knew how to swim, but here I was drowning.
    Water gushes down my lungs and with it a hint of chlorine.

    It burns, and blinds as my eyes turn red.
    The pool of love, atleast that's what the sign had said.