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Jun 2019
Here he'll be in
my memory
forever

hanging in the water
like a hook

anchored,

his heart hit the rocks

waves washed over his
limp body

a siren of despair
and desire

whose song will travel
nowhere, now

except the bottom of
the ocean
Emma Elisabeth Wood
Written by
Emma Elisabeth Wood  F/UK
(F/UK)   
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