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The beacons shines, making me depressed.
My love waiting at the other side
This love is suicide.
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The sea rages, I pray calm
Slowly draw me closer to thy shore
Death and shame await me
Nothing can heal my scar.
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How I wish the beacon shine here
Dig through me, search me through
Maybe point me to where I should
Tears starts to flow.
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Nothing, no soothing balm
No healing for me on this, bad
I asked other pilgrims, am down
It's a lie, I want an overdose.
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Shame call me, I replied
Left this shore for a rich man
Used and dejected, carrying a bastard
I dropped my feet on the shore.
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My entry into @mariannewest everyday Freewrite.#freewritepoetrydigest.