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Chris Page - 05 Jun 2026
Six Feet Under Drowning
Pulled down to the depths I feel that i am going under Swepts away I struggle now gasping for my last breath Chocking me - I can not breathe liquid vision, all I see Drifting - no sign of life floating dead the tied carries me fluid fills my lungs, as my eyes open wide I can't reach the surface - no sense of true direction my body turns - violently cramping limbs - too weak to swim drifting - no sign of life floating dead the tide carries me drowning too weak to swim floating dead - the tide carries me away submerged in this grave my body set a drift skin is white and cold sinking to the depths in this liquid terror dead and motionless drifting - no sign of life floating dead the tide carries me drowning too weak to swim floating dead the tide carries me Crushed by rocks and current I float up to the surface My body washed ashore - swollen from exposure black and blue, lifeless dead suffocation - in liquid drifting - no sign of life floating dead the tide carries me drowning too weak to swim floating dead the tide carries me - away
