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very first draft. not finished.

the anchor could never kick and scream its way to the surface,

anchors arent made to aspire or rise.

and someone has to light the bridges on fire,

they dont light themselves.

go ahead shove those words down my throat,

words that sharp dont go down so easy.

Reviews

[ANNA]

A flow to poetry is your own creativity. I loved this. Don't think I had ever think I have seen a write in this form.. So congrats!!! Great write can wait to read another piece to this

much love n respect,
anna