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He looks up with oceans in his eyes. ***** hair mussed from a drunken sleep. He cries out, reaches to touch. I drown in those oceans. Oxygen gone as he squeezes so tight. "You're here, you're here!" "I'm here, always" But I'm not. I'm gone. Swept away by oceans, kept away by heat. Hot, too hot. I need a drink to cool down. Sipping salty liquid, its stings. It's wrong. But I'll sip once more and forget. Lost in those beautiful, glorious oceans.
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Aug 22, 2016
Aug 22, 2016 at 11:19 AM UTC
Tears For Me
He looks up with oceans in his eyes. ***** hair mussed from a drunken sleep. He cries out, reaches to touch. I drown in those oceans. Oxygen gone as he squeezes so tight. "You're here, you're here!" "I'm here, always" But I'm not. I'm gone. Swept away by oceans, kept away by heat. Hot, too hot. I need a drink to cool down. Sipping salty liquid, its stings. It's wrong. But I'll sip once more and forget. Lost in those beautiful, glorious oceans.
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Aug 22, 2016
Aug 22, 2016 at 11:19 AM UTC
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