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A note on my phone

Seething with emotion she stood by the cliff

She felt too free to move away

And too much a coward to jump in.

Watch the waves sway

 

Blown back by eastbound winds

Frothing sea foam covered the wave-tips.

The whistle of air tickled her limbs

Sea spray shot onto her lips

 

The sun lay halved on the distant horizon

Sinking like a ship at sea

With its passengers glowing orange

And it's workers glowing red

 

"I don't want to say you're worthless.

I only want to say you meant nothing,

To me at least,that doesn't mean

You'll never mean anything to anybody."

 

Promises of a caring lover in the future

Matter not to those hung in the present

The fish in the sea always bit the lures

But would die like a shot pheasant  

 

 

 

 

 

 

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