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Jul 2019
i married the ground,
the sky was too loud.
i moved to your town.
those waves were so crowded.
i climbed higher mountains.
i met all my demons,
you wouldn't accept,
they held all the faces,
i could not escape.
fast forward to now,
a drink in my hand,
a job i can't stand,
melting in snow,
like drowning in sand.

yourwordsheldthevoicethaticouldntletgo.
theirrapidinflecti­onsdarkenedthetone.
themoreisaidthemoreifelt

alone.
charles
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charles  31/M
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