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Death hath come for me
I can feel him in the room,

His breath throughout the air,
The pacing of his shoes,

I know I cannot hide
I know I cannot run,

Instead I smile inside Because
tonight I am the one,

He strides up to my bedside
And straightens out his tie,

He stares and places a cold hand and says:

"Don't worry my sweet child"
I miss passing by the sun,
Playing in Saturn's rings,

I miss the never ending black
And blue of my home,
All of my brothers and sisters
Awake at night,

I miss the colors of Mars,
Even the black holes,

It's not my home anymore,
I'm sad to say,
I've fallen from above
And landed somewhere else,

I've been told it's the beginning
Of a new planet's life,
And I have no way of going back,

So I'm forced to spend eternity
On this newly formed rock
A star has fallen and landed on earth right after the big bang
I don't have friends
I'm not social.
But I do have him,
He's my best friend.
And he's the only one I need.
I feel whole when I'm with him,
When he's not with me...
It feels like I've been ripped in half.

A part of me is on a street corner and the other half is dropped into an upside down fishbowl.

Trapped.

While my troubles swim around me.
Forcing me to hold my breath and watch them.
Trying to call for help is inevitable,
No one can hear over the sound of the gurgling water.

The half on the street corner is waiting for a bus that'll never come.
While rain pours with no umbrella.

But together it's better than happiness and I don't feel so...

Incomplete.
When the wind hits the sea,
The sea hits back,
Crashing against itself,

Sea spray carries in the heavy breeze,
The sun watches from behind the clouds,
The unsettling water climbs Cliffsides,

When the wind hits the sea,
The God of the ocean strikes the sky
With his trident,

Clouds fill with rain,
And let it go,
It meets the wind and fills the sky,
Side by side,
Perform a storm,

When the wind hits the sea
If I were at death's door,
I'd bash it in to get back to you

If I were on the other side,
I'd stay behind to guide you

We all need a shoulder to cry on,
I'll be yours if you'll be mine

I'll be your rock,
I'll comfort you

It's a ****** world out there,
We all need someone to have and to hold

You can cry to me till the day I die,
I'm yours forever and always

If I were at deaths door,
I'd bash it in to get back to you

If I were on the other side,
I'd stay behind to guide you

And this,
Is because I love you
"You know you're beautiful right?"
"No I don't."
Chuckles,
"Well you should learn..."
"Maybe I should..."
Chuckles again,
"Geuss I should teach you.."
"I suppose you should"
Have you heard the tale of Alroy O'Connor?
The sailor with the hair like fire and a storm in his eyes
His loss was fast and quick as lightening,
That siren stole his heart in a flash

It started on a windy night,
With the waves crashing on shore,
The ship was rocking,
The sails were cracking,
Nothing was quiet any more

That sailor was alone,
With not a lighthouse in sight,
The dark, abrasive, water,
Had crawled onto his boat,
He tried to keep it steady,
It took all of his might

But alas,
It failed you see,
The ocean made sure of that,
His vessel tipped and tipped,
Until it was completely toppled over,
And all he knew was the abyss had pulled him down

In the surrounding dark,
A heavenly voice was heard,
A Sweet melody in the sea,
It came closer to our Alroy,
Pulling him nearer still,
All he saw was a figure,
And long fish like tail

"A siren!
An angel of death in the sea!
Has come to take my life!"
He thought as this creature wandered free,
Her hair trailing behind her,
Looking like pure silk,
Her features so beautiful,
You couldn't help but be entranced


Swimming in circles and looking in his eyes,
She saw no need to end a life,
So she preserved it instead,
Grabbing him by the coat,
she pulled him to the surface,
And threw him on the shore

She broke the Siren's code,
So she could sing no more

"Wait!" He yelled,
Hoping for a reply,
But in return he got a compass,
As a fair "goodbye"

To this day our sailor,
Searches the seven seas,
Looking for his saviour,
With none to little ease,

He calls to her,
With longing,
Sailor Alroy O'Connor
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