Intuitive, but not psychic
As I feel myself fall away
The clarity of a common sadness
That I wish you would just let go
As I forced myself to do.
You are drowning in an ocean
Of my rain
As I swim away
Yet I keep looking back
Can't quite leave you behind
If you might reach out a hand
Could I be your salvation?
--2.21.14
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