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You were not the one I would become a tree with

my thigh is left on the front exposed to the silence of unattainable wave that ocean will keep another harbor wanted your ocean a deep lair where all my thoughts become unsound you left me in the front hoping that sand will build a levee above which my strength won't be able to envisage prints of your leaving feet my strength endangered your lust that led us in a path which sum us to zero you left me in a dry and kept coming like a flood sealing my pharynx with your mud so I couldn't even consider to breath but my lips have taken over all that load why isn't he calling there is no message maybe he's working or he went to see that accidentally happened child he must be in a bad mood tired there's no message no message none he's out there drinking with his friends or attending some hidden rave so he can peacefully float in unicorn's rainbow where he'll find a new ride free ride you're ignoring my message like that will put shackles around my neck and I keep staring in that screen keeping my neck free lips are sealed but the neck is free oh my fuc**ng god I'm becoming your mother breath just breath remember the lips under all that weight remember the ocean he covered your face with an opened palm sterilized all your emotions dried out your thighs and cleaned your chest in the end, you won't even remember the taste of his heart but you've tasted his heart it had a taste of I know you I see you just don't know if I can bare you I've tasted your heart it can't be love is it?

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