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Submitted:Nov 14, 2011    Reads: 40    Comments: 6    Likes: 5   

So many thoughts are racing through my head every night, they are so many and so different, each one is so abstract from every other.
They collide and intertwine, they are so distorted. It's so surreal, yet it feels like I'm drowning in an ocean of meaningless sentences;
the letters are crashing into me. The thoughts are a heavy burden, trapped inside of me. With every new word my head becomes heavier, until I begin to sink.
Hey, lonely sailor! It looks like you've got control over the mess inside of your head.
You're not at all drowning, just sailing the seven seas, trying to find your place.
Help me find my self, will you? Because you see, I've lost and wasted so many words, to only end up like this, without having many left.
I'd say "please, help me", but those words are so long lost. My pride has erased every trace of them.
And to you, dear captain, think about the consequences but remember that no storm lasts forever,so don't let it change your course. And don't end up like me -- a hydrophobic lost at sea.


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