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Nov 2011
Complete loss of all ideas
Shut down like a VCR store
Forgot everything I love
(Nothing is real)
My castle was destroyed
On the east-side, high tides wash away memories
Every night, Everyday
Dunes block the souls lost at sea
Searching for closure on the dark bay
Will they never return to me?
You know the answer to this question
I can see you in my reflection
(Nothing is real)
I feel them pulling me under
Loving the rip tide
Breathe in the salty solace
Gone by low tide

This will all be forgotten from my mind

How can you fix this?
Breathe in the ocean air
Take time to remember
The last time we were together
The first freeze of the winter
On the last day of November
Our hearts will be better
All with a change in the weather
Nothing is real.
Andrew McElroy
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Andrew McElroy  30/M/Florida
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