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Mar 2015
You're only here because it's cold
and you've got ice in your veins
and the sun sets in your heart an hour early
You asked me to draw skull tattoos on your arm
So you'd appear tougher than you are
But those skulls are drawn in pen
They're temporary like your promises
And when you go home at night
the icebergs will go back the way they came
sink your ships and drown you in pain


No one is going to save you
because you drowned the lifeguard too
Yep. This is actually about the Titanic itself. Like, literally. I'm kidding, of course. This is about a smaller boat.
Lora Cerdan
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Lora Cerdan  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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