i wonder if you ever see yourself on stormy seas
i beg
take me down to those stormy seas
and baptize the living hell out of me
i wanted to be something you could touch
with those slow and holy hands
i wonder if you ever see yourself on these stormy seas
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Dysphoria
Poetry"I dreamt I grew roots and sunk into deep earth, Where mud became my skin and dampened grains freckled my surface, I opened my mouth wide for the sprouting branches Leaf-speckled limbs And sunflowers blossomed from my eyes, Sunlight bled in waves, w...
