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  Mar 2017 brandon nagley
ryn
I* leapt and dove into the depths of indigo
Night spilled carelessly onto my sky
Darkness smothered with tides of indigo
I almost drowned and whimpered a cry
Grappled with the vagueness of indigo
Out of the *blue
, I'd emerge with a heavy sigh
I take the last boat on the Icchhamati River.

the huddled shadows in the gloam
talk of home
a waiting bed
before climbs the moon overhead.

In little comforts voices bask
amid oars sloshing the night
and  I brood in silence
neath the  northern star

how far is home
how far?
  Mar 2017 brandon nagley
Yasmine
through words,
I heal my wounds
by completely exposing them
Say it!

What's my name

Say it!

Loud and clear

Say it!

Like you mean it

"Happy happy happy!"



*Now be like that.
You said it! Not me! X )
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