Little mermaid
The weight of the sea,
this unbearable sadness,
is crushing me, crumbling
my bones, my being
destroying me from
the inside out,
ripple by ripple.
Waves, gnawing
on my insides,
the most visceral part
of me. But then
I see this lovely figure
and I lose my voice.
His touch revives me,
resuscitates, rejoices,
the weight is lifted,
voice returned
and I can breathe.
Once more.
this unbearable sadness,
is crushing me, crumbling
my bones, my being
destroying me from
the inside out,
ripple by ripple.
Waves, gnawing
on my insides,
the most visceral part
of me. But then
I see this lovely figure
and I lose my voice.
His touch revives me,
resuscitates, rejoices,
the weight is lifted,
voice returned
and I can breathe.
Once more.
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| Auteur: Zo Gezegd | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 22 maart 2012 | ||
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