Spiral into a stream
The barometer of self esteem
Into the whirlpool
Getting lower
The destination is nowhere
Duly sunken
Intoxicated yet not drunken
Let life pass through your eyes
As you gently rise
To your surprise you are free from your prison
To remain afloat you cannot be the unforgiven
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