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Man Over-Bored.

i begged and begged for a lie so it could keep me at the surface i smiled and wagged my tail and it only submerged me i let the salt into my eyes and the water preserved it the depth consumed the air that i breathed a squeeze by the darkness and the shadow i believe the bubbles trickled out i heard them laughing alone stranded and no hand came reaching an elaborate free-fall this perpetuated sinking i take my last gulp of water see my ideas foaming they float across the top i see myself growing something that will always stay above that is how i stick to me.
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ry-el
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Dec 24, 2011
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