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Vanessa Marie Mar 2016
Because like bait,
I am ****** to be consumed
By the ominous demons
Of the dark waters below
Why can the sun
Never graze my skin
And the fight of my heart
Is neglected by the eye
And taken for nothing
Why can't I
Be free as birds
Instead anxieties riddle my head
As I hear them
Pounding like my heartbeat
I no longer bare
The thought of a hope
As I continue to swim
With a predestined fate

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