hugs are not enough.
especially the ones laced with my bitterness.
even if my love were purely golden
it could not fill the abyss of your pain nor mine.
it is then that i realize
the hugs [especially the half hearted ones]
are not enough to make either
you or me safe.
i cant sit here and watch you sail the technicolor seas
of oblivion, someday soon a mutiny will break out and all hands will be lost.
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