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 Jun 2013 berry
eversoslowly
you
 Jun 2013 berry
eversoslowly
you
the sounds of earth move beneath my feet

dragging me down below

my hands scrapping at the floor

looking for something to keep me here

my arms losing strength

my back giving in

then the thought of you holds me still

allowing me to save myself

to come back for you
not necessarily a good poem

— The End —