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Creative storyteller with passion for art & connection. Portland, Oregon.

fall in/pull me under

i could so easily fall in

to our pattern

my yearning

your wanting

our desperate attempts for connection

though we both know it hurts us both.

neither of us walk away unscathed

why keep playing with fire

why is it so hard to resist the allure of you,

your sirens call, beckoning me to wreck my ship on your rocky shores as i've done so many times before?


you won't end me

but you keep coming close

nearly pulling me under

into a desperate cycle that always hurts us both

clawing for moments of beauty amid infinite pain

knowing we're the cause and the source of both

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