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Swim


Sometimes,

I’m. Brick. Throwing. Mad. At. God.

You see,

rivers chase me 

and there’s no place…

absolutely no place 

to hide 

and where is He to save me huh?

Why?

does He ignore me huh?

as i aimlessly splash

like a seal in a cage with a great white

SHARK

like 

something 

is very wrong with 

me

like all I was ever meant to be 

was fodder for a demon

-But-

as 

I

throw HARD. BRICK.

tantrums

STAMP

my 

feet 

in 

waters 

deep

My splashing turns to swimming … 

So 

about that whole,

-God won’t save me bit-

…what if…

He just did?

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