fins aren't wings and won't help anyway
By NikesRain
i keep sink-thinking
in ophelia like breaths
every draw
pours into me
filling my lungs to bursting
with the cold echo
of disregard
i swam once like a mermaid
in the depths
of a vow of forever
not remembering i swam to close
to contentment
grasping at it like a lotus in full bloom
i floated
too near too comfortable in love
forgot to surface and cry out for
help
before the undertow pulled me down forever
i
was a fish attempting to fly
and you were the surge that told me i
couldn't
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Copyright 2012 NikesRain
Published on Sunday, May 13, 2012.
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"Poetry"
Author's Note:
it's crap i know but atm i really can't seem to pull anything better out of meComments on "fins aren't wings and won't help anyway"
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On Sunday, May 13, 2012, blue
(1454) wrote:
lalala yer face! i have zuttos and chyus and chyus and zuttos, yes. smile or i'll bite yer hair off.
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On Sunday, May 13, 2012, RubyXero
(484) wrote:
i loved it even in is sad despair...
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On Sunday, May 13, 2012, FadedBlues
(2169) wrote:
...here's what we think: write 'I had toast this morning'. since You wrote it, we will think abt it & find some deep meaning in it...(& btw, this is stunning.)
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A former member wrote:
i too disagree with your note.....this is such a great write....i am gasping for more....*tips hat*....*standing ovation with a 7 day a week contract*.....-rc/\ol
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On Sunday, May 13, 2012, OLd SouL
(734) wrote:
I disagree with your note. Thought the ending was consuming.. drowning a bit myself.