amber maria moon Poems

Borrowed me?
Took my sleepy hand and dragged me down,
To the sea, below the sound and the rush,
If you did, it was a good plan,
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This is the time
To walk through it, alive.
Iv'e just enough left of me to get you off the ground,
Why stumble down?
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Its been eight singles seconds since the last time i laughed,
I'm feeling warn out,
Muted, sucked from inside.
My hands are clean
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