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The wave hits
Like an angry drumstick on my heart
And as it floods back into the ocean,
It steals a piece of me.
I am throbbing.
I need someone to sit on my heart,
Smother it until it shrinks back
To the size it was before you,
Because now,
The swelling that used to feel exhilarating
Is crushing against my ribcage.
I am trapped.
Like an angry drumstick on my heart
And as it floods back into the ocean,
It steals a piece of me.
I am throbbing.
I need someone to sit on my heart,
Smother it until it shrinks back
To the size it was before you,
Because now,
The swelling that used to feel exhilarating
Is crushing against my ribcage.
I am trapped.
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