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I Can’t Swim

Malia

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Your existence fizzled like a match dipped in ocean

I drowned in hatred because your love no longer lit flames to my soul

You let me die

My life raft ventured off into the moonlight

Why wasn’t I worth saving?

No nickels in this penny bank

You smashed me open with joy

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Malia

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