Tuesday, 9 September 2025

Molly

Standing out of reach, he says don't leave me, am crying for the sea, can anyone entertain, such unforgiving need, like someone derailed, I say just take it easy, what do you want to see, staring at our destiny, dunes shift on the beach, in his eyes you can feel, a twisted knife of agony, I hum a stupid refrain, how to enjoy freedom, when promises are made, a life of safe passagee, rises up before me, pretend it don’t matter, what might have been.

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