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Shipwrecked

I limped away
from the wreckage
of this wretched  
battleship
 
its sails, long failed
from torrential gales
and the weight
of all of it
 
built on broken hearts
and mangled dreams,
falling apart
at their tangled seams—
 
now, I know what it means
to hurt

this story is a tragedy
the history of my agony
under a magnifying glass
and I am the ant(agonist)
 
half-baked,
lying in the grass
beneath the blazing sun,
I'm stuck in the past
replaying the scenes
like a sad rerun
 
inhales
 
I think it's due time
I disarmed my guns
that ship has sailed
what's done is done
Written by NewBeginnings
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