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retreat ~ [//hideaway//]  

this is not my face
with the tired lines
framing watery eyes
or the chapped lips
bitten raw & bleeding
this is not what i
will bring home to you ~
... but i am still, in some ways,
all the ways that count
the child you found
hiding in the shed
trying to cover my tears
*
now i'm more broken than
the chaos i'll walk into
but i crave the comfort
only home brings to
those who wander aimlessly
i need the azov to wash away
everything i've become  ~
... but i am still, in some ways,
all the ways that count
the lost girl along the coast
staring out at the shallows
& praying for more depth ...
//
_shadoe_
Written by _shadoe_ (katyusha)
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