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Sun, 07/03/2016 - 17:44 -- j3ss13

The waves of the sea remind me of what once was

But what cannot be

 

The past is gone

 

The watery drops together form a perfect storm

 

With each push; getting stronger

 

Why is this happening?

 

It's been so long 

How can we forget what has been done?

 

The somewhat ancient rhymes and ways; the way you carress my face

 

May 17, 2015 10:14 PM

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