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Discern

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Fast paced words that recount our love in anger
And in that anger
I find the tiniest bit of melancholy to call my own
Since then stripped of an emotional state

 

To escape your feelings
As well as mine
Which you’ve seemed to help yourself to
I soar to the color of the sky
And the sound of crashing and ocean depths

 

Left in silence that takes away the anger
I hurl myself towards safety
Away from the cruel clutches of you

 

But as I sit
My caprice takes me
With such certainty I felt
That this ocean blue I felt I relate to
Has yet to sooth me


And with every time I run to my azure
From your displeasure
I have to come back
Such as the squawking gulls overhead
Must come back to land

 

With your sustenance
You sustain my being

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem doesn't really have much of a format.

And I guess it doesn't make much sense either.

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