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Faucets and Facets of Me

I turned the water on
to drown it all out
(there's something about that noise
that calms my inner fruitcake)
listening to it, washing it all away
washing it down
down
d
o
w
n
down
and then it's gone

for now,

yet something will always cause the water to be released
and make me flee to the nearest sink
to listen to it pour, to feel it kill all the pain
with just a simple rush of water



Written by nikkimoe
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