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Drowning

by Joanne Marisa Leow
My love for you is like a vast ocean,
calm and gleaming blue under the sunlight.
Yet beneath my peaceful oblivion
the currents and waves crash blindly,
and I, the lonely swimmer,
am pulled under the surface,
struggling, gasping, choking for breath,
drowning in my madness for you.



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