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Jun 2019
i live on a island of emotions
i swim in an ocean of depression
and even tho this wave push me and drag me down in its murky depths i still come back to this ocean
for i am its surfer
i have become dependent on this ocean
i stand on a beach of anxiety
its sand of fear of rejection pain and loneliness ***** at my feet tell i am nothing but a shadow of something that was once great
and there are people on this beach
they have this funny way of being mean but nice
but they are jerks
they scream and shout so loud to the point where i am screaming with them
Written by
sandra dryer
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