Composition in blue
my tears are like an ocean
i’m waiting by the beach
for people that don’t exist
and looking at the sea
catching the next flight
to a sinking island
under a navy jeans sunset
stars messing around
like splotches of white paint
from trying to erase the past
the tears and the beach
i wanted to forget that night
and drown you in the ocean
so that i could say for certain
that you’re not real
and you never were.
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