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This time, unlike the other times you are not sure you can drag this tired body back to the shore, you're not even sure it is worth the trouble. After the long calm the storms return with the wrath of the gods behind it; how can a mortal man withstand such a hopeless battle? Yet in the midst of moonless night she came and gave life to my barren lungs how could I not think she would stay even when storms raged on. Now she is gone like the others but this time I do not know if I can survive on my own like the times before last. God forgive me for loving her while she was here and God forgive me for hating her now she is gone.
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Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 8:17 PM UTC
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This time, unlike the other times you are not sure you can drag this tired body back to the shore, you're not even sure it is worth the trouble. After the long calm the storms return with the wrath of the gods behind it; how can a mortal man withstand such a hopeless battle? Yet in the midst of moonless night she came and gave life to my barren lungs how could I not think she would stay even when storms raged on. Now she is gone like the others but this time I do not know if I can survive on my own like the times before last. God forgive me for loving her while she was here and God forgive me for hating her now she is gone.
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Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 8:17 PM UTC
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