Adrift, sides
In-between, torn
Unseen, scorn
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Like the ocean, you are mesmerizing
and one cannot help but look. Like the hidden salt, a taste of you is bitter and one cannot help but savor it Pulling the thread
and the seams begin to unravel. Keep pulling and tugging until it all falls apart. Phantom memories cloud my mind.
Ghost feelings suffocate my heart. Thoughts of you leave me blind. I'm left wondering where to start. It finds its way,
even if it shouldn’t stay. It creeps on the soul; tries to make it feel whole. |
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