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Jul 2016
Oh Captain,
I’ve been sailing
On the course you charted
Days before you were stolen.

Oh Captain,
I’ve been drowning
I’m trying to be strong.
But nothing feels worth it.

Please, come back.

I’d take your place in heaven,
But Lord knows I’d never make it
Past Peter and those Pearly Gates.

If anything, the Devil’s got a place for me
In his fiery home.

But chances are there’s nothing out there,
Past the Sky, Sea, or Land.

That’s why I never hear your voice.
Speaking Sorrow
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Speaking Sorrow  23/North Carolina
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