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Saturday, 1 June 2013

For Good

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Carrying a heavy smile on my face
I swim in this enormous lake of sorrow
trying to reach the moon
that is shining upon my cursed soul.

The sun has long stopped shining
and the water is getting cold
while the weight of my darkness
is pulling me down. 

My legs will get slower
as will my heart beat
and I will let go
for good.


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