Ocean
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Sat, Jul 29, 2017
The bridge represents my feelings, I feel like some of the ones I care about leave me so the bridge knocks down and whats it worth putting it back up again... if my feelings keeps getting hurt. The ocean is my tears that mean I feel like I cry so much it became more than a bucket and it became an ocean of tears.
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