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Footprints in the Ocean


I sweated memories into a bucket, then poured it into the ocean. Your heart...I tried to fuck it, but I didn't have the right motion. You had no protection, and I wasn't trying to catch love. But the water called my name. It whispered to me that you were on the other side, so I met you halfway. And we left footprints in the ocean. We tried to swim away together, but the waves washed us away from each other ... Again, I tried to swim away Before the sharks came... But I guess they smelled the blood from our wounded hearts,,, We began to sink and before I could blink we were going down... At least we left footprints in the ocean ... Before we drowned.
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