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This is where i keep my dreams in this rusty chest at the bottom of the sea my shipwreck that no one will ever find my words that will never be spoken overgrown with coral, dark as death, eels swim through the holes, menacing. I come here when I need to believe when i need to live again she will never speak to me but here, it doesn't matter i don't give a damn i love who i choose, i feel what i feel and no one can do a thing about it. they can all go to hell this is who i am and no one will ever see me here the water flows through the cracks maybe someday a diver will come down here and the sharks will take him down this is no place for the vain, the heartless, the frivolous this is my holy grail only the pure may enter. by Adam Love © 2006 |
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