taunting

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I hear you, That repetitive oceanianic pulse, Calling to me, Beckoning me to bathe within you, Sending me to my doom, But my resilience is strong, I will see you again; but from a distance,
You can't hurt me like you used to Its been six years you should be through   You taint my name Spread your distortion All in consequence to your shame And obsessive discomposure  
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