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Jul 2016
It's times like this
when i remember the ocean.
And how it feels
it feels like home
where the waves hold you.
The warm sea floor
She feels as If its always been home.
And the cold water
reminds you of your blood
the blood your veins
how you're a person
a real living person but
the cold numbs you and reminds you
how you haven't felt real feelings for a long time.

It's nights like this
when I remember the ocean
And how A young girl
at 2am on her 13th birthday almost
just almost  made it her forever home
.But the ocean wasn't ready for her
for her come home like I was.
Oh how i long for home

So i just remember.
Abigail Night
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Abigail Night  18/F/LOST
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