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Aug 2017
I'm waves of sorrow
collapsing on shores of
                            dejection

High tide carries me to
rock pools of collected
                            reflections.

When I regress to my lowest
point, I drown within my own
                                              regrets

I'm in a cycle of waves that crash
within myself, washing me slowly
                                                  away...
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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