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May 24
sometimes, it just feels like
these waves of emotions
and the droplets of moisture from my eyes
could drown everyone around me;
so i just close 'em
turn to my room
and drown myself instead.

but sometimes,
i leave a tiny gap on the door,
let a few drops spill out
and wish that someone hears
the little tippy taps
and follow the sound.
no need to pull me out;
no need to keep me dry.
I'm happy to just hold on to sumn
to keep my head out of the waters.

so, come with a boat, yeah?
Creux
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Creux  Atlantis
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