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Rivers of you


all of my words flow together like a rapid angry stream

throwing themselves at the rocks along the shore colliding with the air covering anything in their path

all of my words go unnoticed they flow around the bin in my mind and to you

only to you 

but you do not love the water you do not listen to my words 

and you cannot swim

you cannot hold your head high enough to catch the air rushing and gripping for your lungs

you cannot see that i am here to save you 

i will let you go now 

from my hearts firm grip

i know who you are and what you do 

what you want and how you smell 

how you touch and how you laugh 

i hope it is the end every time it begins 

 

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