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Aug 2015
I was amiss stranded in a hurricane of my feelings
Trying to figure out which way to land without
A lighthouse to guide me, trying to conceal
The fact I was slowly sinking throughout
That long hot summer
But you were there I heard that blissful
Music that slowly guided me it had my what
Was left of my heart back together and making
It whole again
We talked on and on had amazing memories
First person texted in the morning, last one
At night
I was slowly repairing the hurt, fixing me and
My broken heart, having a little more faith
In the world that before.
But it wasn’t that
You guided my ship but not to land but to the
Jagged rocks that was your home
That sweet music was just your siren song
Pulling in misguided sailors into the trap
You laid
I was almost as struck, no idea how to get
Out of the mess that you put me in but
I have amazing friends that never left me
They stayed by my side when no one else
Would and like Odysseus my friends bounded
Me and guided me through the sirens song
To finish my journey
Sean Hastings
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Sean Hastings
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