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Apr 2016
i look too closely
at the lines upon familiar faces
and wonder,
was I the one that created these.
am I the drug that caused bliss
that was soon followed
by torment?
the one thing i swore
i would never be consumed by,
i  now find myself
consuming others.
mimicking the way
the waves swallow
unsuspecting victims
as they swim
in bliss.
I find myself swimming aimlessly among thoughts that I cannot string together.
Holly Owen
Written by
Holly Owen  Canada
(Canada)   
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