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Willow Mar 2019
the taste of metal in my mouth as the words trapped inside bubble out the feeling of scratching as something try’s to escape my throat something deep from within something dark something harmful the words fling towards you like knives but i can’t stop they keep spilling over sinking into the earth around you my voice fading down into my heart my words stopping all that comes to mind all that comes to mouth is “i hate you” and the world darkens- Willow Justice
Willow Mar 2019
Deep blue
The color of your eyes reflect into the water
Their reflection filling it
The color spreading across the surface
Only your eyes will match
The unique color of the ocean

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