you find me in pieces,
you tease me into more.
pull away, wash up again,
wash up, pull away again.
this time won't you take me with you?
please? i want to see the world.
but you can't. you pull away,
though you will come back again.
because i'm just another shoreline
in love with the ocean.
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Poetrymy system is clogged with metaphor and i need to get it out A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY (!) nb: if lack of capitalisation and 'artistic' punctuation don't tickle your pickle, apologies but this book is not for you [working title] probable swearing... y...
