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Nov 2015
you know
i'm a little scared of
anchors; my wrists are not
for oceans to chain
to the very bottom of seabeds and
waiting graves
oh god please you know i can't stay
you make the tide in my veins
fall back into old sadness and lonely
drowning lungs i can't breathe
i want to run to shore and
farther still you don't care
and i'll fade away into mist don't you see
i can't love you like rain when i am
hurricane
i'm so not sure
Sarah
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Sarah  Karakura Town, Japan
(Karakura Town, Japan)   
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