The Deep End
He stepped into the deep end
Lost control of his own free will
Lost the ability to see, feel and smell the sweet roses
That lay on the ground by the house that is now falling apart
Where there used to be children, happiness, courage
Where there used to be LIFE
But now there is nothing,
Nothing but the sweet roses that lay on the ground
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