Abandoned

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I wait for you still

where you drowned me years ago

at the pier of our love

return you must, be it just once

that bench awaits your touch..

there we sat counting stars

counting futures

with the sun in our eyes

and the blue skies above

when you wake from sleeping 

trying not to think of me…

come to me, I will show you my scars.

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