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I feel it..

cut - Like stone-cold salt

down the back of my throat

-in wishes of lust 

-tickles my tonque

-throws pictures at me

Drowning;

Floating;

Fighting;

til-it-dies

My beautiful-

awesome heart

O'how I love

the sound of 

Blues filtered 
underwater dreams of escape

nothing 

pressing my ears
 
Blues filtered
 
underwater dreams
 
of escape
 

All that's left on the surface of the sea are trembling waves