Dying by the Sea
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My soul is cut open
Grains of me melt across the tired sand
The sun buries me in eternity
Burning my flesh
I cry a little more now
Tears more salty than the waves
I reach for you out of old habit
I forget sometimes that you are gone
I'm tired of the foolishness that we called love
What happened to us?
The cold and betrayed water surrounds my feet
It rises to my waist
It's still not as cold as you
I think I hate you a little bit now
More than I hate the others
You sucked the marrow out of my spirit
Spit it into the waves
Carelessly
Dirtying my blue oblivion
My dr(own)ing body
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