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[bodytext] => She never asked to have it out of her reach She could feel it graze her fingertips And brush her lips Whenever the sea heaved you to shore She knows the hatred she feels isn’t right Though she’s grounded and stripped of flight She can feel a blood lust rising Avian, they’re advancing Immerging and Imploding Through the atmosphere They stole it away As she held it tight in her hand A red concoction she could never drink In a bottle she couldn’t shatter A story like this is never too old to matter But the sea still pushed you to shore So she longs for the silence To be filled by the empty glass But even as the years pass She still only hears the beating of wings Avian, they’re evading Converging and Crashing Through the atmosphere They stole it away As she held it tight in her hand [comments] => 3 [counter] => 318 [topic] => 31 [informant] => daniella [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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