.Twisted squeezed and wrung like a mop
Too tight to beat too wet to stop
I can hear the drips forming a puddle
And I can see my reflection
Face blurred by ripples
It spreads to my lungs and stomach
Now I can't breathe
And my mouth tastes like vomit
But I'll be ok,
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