it's an endless dawn
you watched the ocean
all in pieces but nothing yours
brused empty lips
washing away what you wished you had
kept safe in your heart

your private majectic holocust
confessions to a stranger
what you feel and what you say
is nothing but your own
i bleed through out the days
just to see if i have a soul

and sometimes everything feels borrowed
standing naked doesn't help at all
bored of being cold
all those shores
cracks and hearts
alone

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