I have so much love to give
But I know it lies Unreciprocated
My heart is full and flooding
Love filled waters cold and rushing
I take one last breathe to save my lungs
Useless is the struggle as I sufocate
Gurgling, dwelling, slowly dieing
For help, I am stupidly crying
Tears offer no sanctuary as they flood my head
Mind so full, thoughts tend to cease
Where to turn? Casually drowning
Liberally, luckily loving and lusting
Shadows swirl in sweet remorse
Deeper I sink in my own retribution
Water fills my ears while I lie sinking
A pain in my chest forever aching
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Lex T. Barnett
She is enthused with worlds of fantasy to a point where it hinges on obsession. A hopeless romantiic at the best of times and a sobbing mess at the worst.
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