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Silent Flight
What lies beneath a sea of numb
where ships of heart were taken down?
Sunk to the bottom with the one
I hated and I meant to drown.
For in its hull it carried pain
instead of what its purpose was
and thus, I had immense disdain
because it never carried love.
So yes, I set it in my sights
then fired all I had and more.
Carpet-bombing through the night
to s...
Saturday 16th March 2024 10:49 am
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