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The departureI really loved you, I don't get it
It's so soon, so early to forget
You were here once, twice and gone the third
You could have said, just a thing or two
Let me know so I can take the truth
The departure is so far away, I can barely feel it
The lonelinessThe loneliness had finally eaten her.
She couldn't be saved, no matter how much she tried to ignore it.
She had only the few people left in her life but she couldn't bear it anymore.
The few left and the ones that had left always rushed through her mind.
What if they go away?
What happens if they never come back?
Will she ever see them again?
What will happen to all of us?
Is this Hell?
Or is this the reality that was just realized?
It was too late.
It's nothing but darkness for her now.
And nothing can be done.
She tried her hardest but now it's all gone.
The loneliness won, and the girl had lost.
HomesickI am the river's son,
my arteries flowing turquoise
and turning to rapids
rushing around my frame,
filling me with this sense
of buoyancy, minnows
tickling my sternum.
I am the river's son.
My palms caress each
silty shoreline, every
battered bank and bend,
and these places I know
so well become me
as my fingerprint,
even the bridge above me
inflamed by the afternoon
sun-glow, burning rusty and
the steel blue sky.
I am the river's son;
I bring my home along
like hermit crab,
where I step
I pull water from the earth.
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