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lame title boxes.... The Deep Blue Sea isn't so Blue Anymore~lame title boxes.... by ~sixsixtyhundredsix
The beach is ours for the taking tonight
With so much to grasp, it proposes a challenge
To distinguish what does and doesn't belong to us
But we do know who it doesn't and won't belong to
Because the life guard leaves as the sun is setting
He has to be inside before the stars can shine
And he doesn't enjoy seeing the empty coast
It brings back dismal memories of his childhood
Which isn't a war worth fighting in his opinion
Though don't get me wrong, there are a few stragglers
But please don't be bothered of anyone else here
They're just as careless and juvenile as us
It's almost as i
title boxes are too short.... I Stopped Crying After the Third Reminiscing~title boxes are too short.... by ~sixsixtyhundredsix
Approaching my grandfather on Christmas Eve to hear his story
The same nostalgia he would recite to me every year
Alzheimer's seems to have that effect on so many
It's been a decade now, I know the words as much as him
But I can't neglect the earliest memory he can recollect
When he served eight dreadful years in Vietnam during the war
Now that's all he will unfortunately speak to me about
A hug and kiss on the cheek, his way of breaking the ice
Despite the cold weather, the water doesn't get too thick here
His hands will clutch the arms of his burgundy, electric wheelchair
That's
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thank you for the