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Jul 2016
I can see your hair,
Winding up,
Towards the sky,
Shining in the sun,
Like seaweed.
Your hands are
Gripping the ocean
Holding tight
To ancient wreckage
At the bottom of the sea.

Dance up to the surface,
From your lips,
You're running out of
Under there.
I dive down,
Into the murky water,
So low
I can feel the pressure
On my chest.

I extend my arm,
Grabbing onto you,
Before anymore harm
Is done.
But you push me away,
Back up to the
Cold wind.
I get a glimpse of your eyes,
To the painted, sunset, skies.

I'm watching you,
Lose more oxygen,
I'm watching you,
Knowingly drowning.
Afraid to see the life beyond
And I can't save you,
But I keep trying to.
Anonymous Freak
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Anonymous Freak  22/F/USA
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