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Jan 2016
Into the ocean where my reflection is skewed
In the deep where my lungs can't be used
I'll float lifeless for ages while I see everyone breathe
My longing for answers now has me grit my teeth

Sadness is replaced by hate
And hate is more destructive than love
Love will make you hold on
Hate will make you grasp their heads and slit their throats

The time I spent underwater
No one even came under or cared
There is now an omen umong us
A serpent whose goal is despair
This creature wants its revenge
Loneliness left him a bitter taste in the air
How can one hold their composure starving while the masses binge?

This outrage will soon turn back to sadness
And I'll return to the ocean...
...Where I was always meant to be
I'll lose all sense of life with my eyes still open
Ovid
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Ovid  Virginia
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