Peter Broderick
Below It
in the sight of eight lakesin the sound of screaming girlsin the sight of black black blackin the view of ground ground groundground ground groundbelow, below mebeneath, beneath mebelow, below mebeneath, beneath mein the sight of red red redred bloodin the thought of getting caughtcaught under the waterunder the waterbelow, below itbeneath, beneath itbelow, below itbeneath, beneath itand with his fingers he would pushand with his fingers he would pulland with his fingers he would pushto come back upand with his fingers he would pushand with his fingers he would pullSongtexteand with his fingers he would pushto come back up...below, below itbeneath, beneath itbelow, below itbeneath, beneath it
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