Anchor

When I started drowning

I didn’t know

You were the anchor

For so long it was you

Who kept me

Out of danger

But now I know

It was control

It stemmed from insecurity

And anger

Was it love at first sight

Or lust at first bite

Either way, it was blemished

No chance to be wiped white

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