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Burnt heart Bitter memories Thrown out to sea, Message in a bottle speaks: " Careful who you trust" Sweet words, Savory serenades, Echo in the darkness. The tide draws them in, The waves wash them out. The Moon--simply a reflection of the penetrated soul. The deepest Struggle-- Just before sunrise. Tossing, turning, collapsing, stirring. Breaking hypnosis, escapes the light. Dawn overpowers, but Night will come again.12:31 AM 4 Falling Stars |
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