Artemis Drifting

Just because she tippietoes, doesn't mean she's a creepin'.


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This is all getting too heavy

My ribs creak with the pressure

Of being an overladen vessel

trying to make it across the sea


I don’t want to do this anymore

There is no anchor that can stop this

and no sails that can bring me to shore 


Even if I sank

these ghosts would never

abandon ship.


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