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Self Inflicted Foggy Harbor

Put yourself in a leaky boat knowing it's not designed to float. Pain within your scattered mind. Utter black is all you find. No solace will be granted here. You're sensing that the end is near. Bleeding from those wounds inside you just can't take this endless ride. Drifting now from shore to shore. You won't be waiting anymore. Into the murky depths you sink. Death comes quicker than you think. The last thought of your life is this: there's so much heartache you won't miss. written 9/8/2015

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 1/18/2016 1:23:00 PM
Oh so honest, sad, reflections of what ifs; but this too shall pass I always remind myself. I like couplets, and the way you did it is like a short short well done. Peace and blessings galore.
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Date: 9/8/2015 2:55:00 PM
Hi Deb. I like that it rhymes. That's not easy to do when your telling a story. This was well done. I had a sinking feeling. LOL
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