cover your deep sea lies,
bury them in the ocean,
i'll deal with them later.
(i already know how
much they'll hurt.)
but for now,
meet me at the shore
and let's get away
from the deep ocean blues.
(i already know how
much i'll be hurt.)
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Almost | ✓
PoetryIsn't that the saddest word? Almost. Something with so much potential... but just didn't happen. We were almost lovers. We almost lived. These were almost stories. ●●● [ a collection of poems ] highest ranking: #3 [[ 08_03_16 ]]
