The Devil's Diaries
Poetry. Fiction. Art. Photography.
Tuesday, 24 January 2017
Drowning
I felt your hand on my face and it
was comfort it was
pain.
Shove me out into the water again,
this is my home.
I will find you even though I know
on this dream the night has declared
war.
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