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fathomed
Tears hold possession;
not quite of you, yet feelings within.
So salty & so sweet, tasting every drop. Craving for more.
To let go of my sins, forgive me so:
jealousy.
For you are not mine and I am not yours.
Teach me to feel like you, O mentor.
Naļve, I cry.
not quite of you, yet feelings within.
So salty & so sweet, tasting every drop. Craving for more.
To let go of my sins, forgive me so:
jealousy.
For you are not mine and I am not yours.
Teach me to feel like you, O mentor.
Naļve, I cry.
Published 30th Nov 2016
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