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Drown


Sleeping deeply, always lightly Never sweetly but always nightly. Nightmares haunt me taunting softly Leaking deeply into my reality. Was it a dream or was it real? These wicked thoughts are out to drown me, They are as broad as the earth’s seven seas. With haunting dreams of past memories I tried to lock them away and throw away the keys, But I found out how to beat them to it, Opened the bottle and drank right through it. Wicked thoughts about the past are finally silent, Silent at last.
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caitlin.drury.54
that was very creative, thank you for taking the time to comment! I'm glad you like it :)
The Day-Dreamer
that gave me chills. that was very deep and a little sweat, i guess you can say it was somewhat unique. I couldn’t have came up with that when i'm at the peak of what I think. the way your words was so complexly intertwined, i can honestly say that you blew my mind, the very concept of drowning in your memory, reminds me of me back when didn't have a hold of things . im glad that you have found the solution, now hold on to it and it will become even truer. thank you for your words of wisdom. :)

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