The words connect us, I write them and you let them wash over you, cleansing your soul and quenching the thirst of my knowledge. With every drop I become dry, my tears creating an ocean. And I'm in over my head again. I see your face, gasp for air and swallow my own tears in the process. I no longer fall in love with I drown in the unknown.
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