tears flood my eyes,
the fresh water fills my lungs.
i gasp for air as i slowly sink to the bottom.
i reach out for you.
you are my life raft but you had saved somebody who already knew how to swim
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The Rose and Her Thorns
Poetrya collections of thoughts, feelings, emotions that have been put into words and that have been gnawing at my brain. check out my other poetry book 'among the wildflowers.' ••• poetry collection explicit language all rights reserved completed O6...
