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Nov 2009
Collapse into me
Again and again.
I don't want to love like that.
It should remain
As passionate
As it had been before
So that all will know
Time does not mean anything
Because it's all just like
A lake
For us to swim.
Drowning is always an option
For those of us left to float
And
Be adrift all on our own.
Down falls,
To rivers,
And back to the lake once more.
Written by
messydaisy
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