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Treading,
Treading,
In the water.

Gasping for air whenever you get the chance.
The waves pull you under,
Pull you down.

Struggle.
Fight.
Fight if you want to live.

It's the typical,
cliche, "do you want to live or die, choose" scenario,

but not as intense.
just something you paint in your head.

We're strange things,
People. So strange,
Deranged, Estranged.

But still we're connected.
Healing and breaking and healing again
We're forever in a cycle,

Life is truly a circle.

All I can think about is having you in my arms again,
And trying to figure out how I'm going to hide these love marks.
But at the same time, I just wanna wear them with pride?
I'm so strange.

Bah.

"You are the risk I'll always take."

I wish you'd just take that one final jump,
Over the ledge.
The bungee cord, it won't fail you.
You'll snap back up,
And be in an even better place than you were before.

So do you wanna live,
Or do you wanna die?