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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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I remember your laughter the pitter patter of your tiny feet the small fingers that curled around mine curious eyes searching and smiling at me the soft curls that refused to lay flat and tears that would want only me for comfort I stay for those moments when you still need me the nights when…
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Woe is me I am lying here in my misery Waiting for you to notice me Shrouded in lace and webs I am laying here lost in my own internal dread Watching, waiting, impatient but staying crying out for you to see me the sound so loud it reverberates against the walls and you still…
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