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soaked to the bone

Water, now I'm drenched

 

The puzzle piece this

storm has become

both in my heart &

in my head

 

My room is flooded,

the fish no longer imprisoned

simply in their square glass

free to swim not only

in air but

in my lungs

it's tragic to see

 

and across the house

my mother is sobbing,

more tears, more water.

Soaked to the bone.

Soaked to the bone.

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taylor-tea
American
Published
Jan 30, 2013
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2012

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