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In Over my Head

February 25, 2010
By lonelylife711 SILVER, Grand Rapids, Michigan
lonelylife711 SILVER, Grand Rapids, Michigan
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wet sand clings
so do we
drowning
in teenage apocalypse
secrets
tie us together
like shoe laces
like holding hands
it’s all snarled now
a web of fears
insecurities
too tangled
to tell
where i stop
and you begin
when summer’s over
we’ll unravel
will we sink
or
swim?



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