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Do you know what it is to be wanted everyday?

Fingertips they reach and grab like spiders

They push and pull you away.

A sight of solitude; so sacred

I’d slip into that ocean to be filled with something other than hatred

I could float here for years

Refresh the sea with my poisonous tears.

I have something of my own now

And we await to be discovered

A lilac shell, metallic

Protecting the one last pearl

But you cannot have her

She is my pearl.