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Wuz leaving California and headed back to AZ and there was a sign that said, "Welcome, California! Don't bring your laws here."

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The ash white sea washes over my feet; reflection of who I once was blurred by seafoam
I call out for you, asking what I look like is
You don’t hear me, my cracked lips tremble at the sound of your name
My shadow is faded; covered by who I’ve made myself out to be
Who am I?

The sand and my feet intertwine, the cruel waves growing higher
My mind tries to absorb the knowledge of the sea; find out who I use to be
I upwards my posture and try to breathe, it doesn’t matter, not anymore
I have no mouth and I need to scream, scream out for you
You’ll never be able to help me find myself; I keep relying on you

The weight of my actions cause the sea to crash down on me
I’m the moon, controlling the waves with my relentless thoughts
I’m sorry for blaming you, don’t leave me alone
I see the white sea slowly fade away as the tides get higher, brutal and unforgiving
I can’t scream, nor can I breathe any longer

My senses blended by the rapid ocean
Even then, the feeling of your skin is burned into my fingers
The color of your eyes is painted into my vision
No matter how much I lose myself, I can never lose you
I’m sorry, please count me in.

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My tired fingers caress the shell of what was once there
Rough as sandpaper, tearing up my hands
The grooves and edges send feeling up my dead nerves
A feeling so old it feels new again
I keep coming back, mourning how gone you are.

A new soul, lost by the hands of Mother Nature
I close my eyes and run my hands against your cold carcass
You were gone too early
The reminder of you wakes memories like an earthquake
Things I don’t even know, are awakened by your phantom presence

You feel freezer-burnt, an odd sensation
I feel the guilt washing over me again, same as a bloody wave
I can’t face you anymore, I can’t stomach it
I hurl, my insides weakened by the same feeling I bet you felt
It wasn’t fair what happened to you.

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So you’ll talk to 11 year olds who have crushes on you but you won’t talk to the only ex that truly loves you.. Says something, doesn’t it?

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I LOVE YOU!!!! WHY WON’T YOU COME BACK?????? We can look aside each others flaws!! Really, I promise! I’m the only boy who will ever ACTUALLY love you, I’m nothing like those sluts you date. I get I had my chance and that I’m not the “Cal you met” BUT WHY CAN’T WE JUST LOOK PAST IT?? Nobody else understands your flaws like I do -- I know I’m a stalker creep but just hear me out for a second!! Fucking SHIT why does the only fucker I’ll ever love in this cruel world HATE MY GUTS