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Apr 2019
Why do bad decisions like you 
call to me
Like a siren’s song 
leading my ship to wreckage 
I feel drawn to you 
like a current 
I have to have you 
or maybe I need you to have me 
I just want to pass the time 
but I also need time to stop 
I want to be seen 
but I also want to disappear 
You’re my escape 
from myself 
You’re my Canosa 
So drag me to the bottom 
of the sea 
There is nothing up here 
for me 

- Sabotage
Deanna Dellia
Written by
Deanna Dellia  24/F/New York, NY
(24/F/New York, NY)   
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     Branden and eric calabrese
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