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he dived into a pool of syrupy, blackness; dived into his past. it smelled of ***** laundry, sweat, and goodbyes. he choked on the thick memories; raucous music rippled through the molasses that weighed him down. he realized his mistake for dwelling and kicked his feet feverishly, back and forth back and forth. his lips broke the surface. sunlight met him with a kiss. the bad days were long gone.
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Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 12:38 PM UTC
the past will drown us if we don't swim
he dived into a pool of syrupy, blackness; dived into his past. it smelled of ***** laundry, sweat, and goodbyes. he choked on the thick memories; raucous music rippled through the molasses that weighed him down. he realized his mistake for dwelling and kicked his feet feverishly, back and forth back and forth. his lips broke the surface. sunlight met him with a kiss. the bad days were long gone.
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Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 12:38 PM UTC
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