Tag: swim
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Sweat Beads
Count the beads of sweat They drip from your chin to your collar It is left soaked Like love spilling over into a wet sea The salty taste is bitter but cool to the touch You swim in unnerving fantasies Driven by an anxiety you can’t explain It is a bath in cold water produced…
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Empty Promises
Empty Promises Swim with the sharks Till you become one more cunning But never allow yourself to be ruled By the empty promises of money Love always, Esha <3
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