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Feb 2013
Covered in love
straight from above
but love turns
to aches, burns
our hearts empty
where Satans tempting
of wanting more
than evver before
ship wreck shore.
spinning, spinning, motions
sweet soft lotions
turn to ball rooms
then come fumes
crystal mixed limes
shattered with crims
you turn to theft
we never left,
ship wreck shore.
i get lost
windows covered frost
green peering eyes
innocent of lies
you finally beaten
my heart, defeated
but maybe more,
ship wreck shore.
from this far
it seems hard
at first glance
boats are ants
trees are swaying
from our music playing
pens filling pages
my love cages
wanting to love more
on ship wreck shore.
Claire Ellen
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Claire Ellen  North Pole, AK
(North Pole, AK)   
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