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Dec 2014
I'm throwing stones into swimming pools making ripples in your pupils. I'm that poor pebble that drowns in your dark eyes. And you'll find me there crying at the bottom. Maybe you'll dive in and scoop me up, finding the light that shines within me. Or maybe you'll toss me aside with the other sad stones and wait for another to jump into your swimming pool.
Raven
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Raven  F/Washington
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