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The Harbour

regret holds me hostage and the ‘almost’ captivates me. 
i lose myself in a world of ‘what if’ 
and drown myself in a harbour of sadness; 
the only happiness i know is when my stomach is empty; the only pride i feel is a body with no food; 
no calories means i am clean and nobody wants dirty water;
i am the harbour of sadness, and i don’t want to ripple the velvet pain of depression.

Copyright © keiera pooley

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