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Oh, Fanfiction
You are my addiction
In film productions
Where people are scared that the ships will be in destruction
I never really understood grievance
The ships have all sailed.
the tide has gone out.
left here alone;
"come back safe!" you shout.
but dark shores are decieving.
and ships tend to sink.
the money wasn't worth it.
There are things in the shadows
That dare come out into the day
And grasp at my hands to tow
Me far away.
Alone I am nothing,
Gone in the tides,
But with you I am something
A long voyage to undertake embarks
Sailing ships through waters tumble and rough
Veiled mystique takes hold of shipmen’s hearts
Arrows try to end the war before it starts
A wax kiss,
is one to miss,
forever gone,
to history's abyss,
Buried deep,
with what we keep,
when sailors pray,
the seas at bay,
Anchor in,
When you see a word, scrawled on a line.
Does it ground your thoughts,
Like on anchor
Deep in the sea?
Does your mind roil,
Like a storm that grew up,
All alone,
Abandoned by its parents?
When people told me being black was a form of inferiority
I wanted to hate white people,
I wanted to tear apart my own brown bones,
Spreading through the clatter of mismatched words,
And unclaimed, dusted culture,
“Huge Asteroid Missed Earth, Another in 2029 May Not!”
~scarletwhore.com
