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Diving birds and Being

As if my own soul Followed the diving birds Into the ***** water As if that water washed it clean Worries carried from another day dripped away Down through the crystal water The birds dragged my aimless, wandering heart Helping me to drown it in the present Choking the polluted past from my thoughts Suffocating me with the possibility Of having to be apart The pain of drowning in the pain Strengthening the will to truly live And enticing the mind to set the soul free As if the cleansing allowed me to see The glistening sunset fire Flying across the water Bright and untarnished As it was meant to be Flames and sparks obscuring all my Misguided, misused memories As if it let me hear the silence Screaming in my ears Silence that that could not be heard Over the sound of imagined tears The birds in the water helped me to reach Past my own reflection Past the distant shore As if it was only water I know there was something more
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aila-natasha
Canadian
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Dec 10, 2011
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