just letting it spill out

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watching the world from a shoreline
looking down the painful, sharp precipice known as death, fills me with ice cold knives
bone crushing, careful bloody incisions
a futile search for the glue that holds my mind together
my head cracked open and the creatures are spilling out
i feel my lips become more turgid with every sip
water is life on earth, do not forget this