Lost at Sea

January 7, 2011
The immense wonderful drowning feeling
In my agony
Suppressed and veiled
Not to be seen by his shadowed eyes
I can hardly hope to know him after this time
He will never know
That the buried treasures in my heart
The mines and safes have been channeled
Found and destroyed and plundered
Ruthlessly
After the first time
I decided to give up the key
What you see now
Is a hollow empty shrine
Dedicated for a girl lost at sea





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