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Wounded words

May 10, 2022
By Anonymous

The thought of your presence 

as the rain begins to catch flame

and the waters begin to rise 

the moon begins to fade away

slowly

I begin

to suffocate 

in my own ache.

 

I reach out to you.

but you leave me to drown

in the sea

of my own misery.


I don't want to let the water in,

but holding on is conceding me an unbearing pain.



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