ocean in formless

  • April 8, 2014, 3:06 p.m.
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twisting gently against an unforgiving tide

my heart is breaking

we have been broken together

coiled comfort in the wrong place

I am trapped inside my mind

you are trapped by your pride

I have been many people

but I will settle as the feather child

wispy dreamer

awkwardly dancing

never satisfied

never motionless


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