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I cross the ocean for you only for my ship to sink not by fire or cannon but by the simple toll of waiting decay I feel the water squeezing my chest replacing my air with your water pushing into my system that was never mine
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Nov 12, 2020
Nov 12, 2020 at 12:29 PM UTC
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I cross the ocean for you only for my ship to sink not by fire or cannon but by the simple toll of waiting decay I feel the water squeezing my chest replacing my air with your water pushing into my system that was never mine
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20/M/Texas
Nov 12, 2020
Nov 12, 2020 at 12:29 PM UTC
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