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Aug 2013
There are hundreds of reasons the oceans could dry up.
But what about the oceans in your eyes?
The ones that would fill every night over
him
and
self pity.
What happens when they dry up?
All of my oceans are gone.
I am a dried up sea of no emotion.
emma
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