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Jul 2015
What am I really thinking?

Its like rain falling into an ocean.
Time passes, but waters never run any deeper.

This emptiness the loss of evidence.
Evidence that I can pull myself through the cracks.
Like I'll fall apart from the weight of nothing.
Written by
Ryan Taylor
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