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4d
Time to let go,
Keep that head low,
Pay attention to who’s in your row,
That’s what you know,
Don’t make it a show.

But I…

I need more,
I’m a *****,
Washed ashore,
I need so much more.

A internal clock,
Keeping the time,
The weathered grime,
Won’t let me unlock.

But I…
I need more,
I’m a *****,
Washed ashore,
I need so much more.

more.

More.

MORE.

MORE.

MORE.

More than ever before,
Didn’t I tell you?
I’m a *****,
Washed ashore,
I need so much more,
Greedy little *****.
Feels like I can't fully extend my arm, like its restrained by ropes, but the ledge is right there.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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