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Drown. That’s what I’m asking you to do. Fill your lungs with the idea of me. Allow the salt water to seep into your skin Slide down your throat Dissolving the being within I’m asking you to devour me whole Take me into you Feel the way that I feel. But… Am I asking too…
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And there I was again Once more not whole once more broken in a way I was unsure how to repair Lost in thought Tired and in despair I held on to the notion that there was some higher meaning some higher power that would come and save me but I realized while digging myself…
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Drowning. It seems so peculiar when you think about it. On land, you fill your lungs with air and it helps you fuel your brain, your heart, your body. But in the ocean the thought of filling your lungs with water is frightening. The little bit that may seep in to you when you are…
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I thought I laid all of this to rest the sound of absolution rung inside of my head. I breathed in a defeated breath and walked away from a life that had been long since dead Yet here you are in my dreams haunting my memories I try and push them back into their place…
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