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My heart has sunk to the bottom of the sea,
The pirate's boneyard waiting for me,
Swept me so high upon the waves,
This powerful love...
for me, it did save.

Love for one,
When there is another
Fighting to get back,
Couldn't care
about destruction.

Selfish wills
the spoils of war
Drawing others in-
where there was little more.

Off balance now.
You have thrown me overboard
Still I cannot hate you.

So my heart sinks to the depths of this murky sea
In this triangle of love
No room for three.
The destructive force of a love triangle- the dynamic of three pared down to a couple.
His words were
art, were
music, were
inspiration,
and damnation
all together
ink and pen
wrote these words
came from his hand
he wrote
What do you think, man?
I don't know what I think, man.
So do you think, man?
There's a lot of pain
down the drain
of the tunnel that's known as my heart.
Too much to take?
I'll take a break
deep in the shadows of dark.

I do it to hide
the fear inside.
Just cover it up for now.
Take a ****
and blow the smoke.
What nonsense I allow.

Often I run,
hide from the sun
and lock my troubles away.
Tossing the key
far away from me
and in the darkness I stay.

Tired and lazy,
groggy and hazy.
Oh, just what I would give
to get past my strife
and get on with my life.
This can't be the way to live.

Face my fears?
Or have a few jeers?
Time to light up another.
Deeper I sink
away from the brink,
hidden behind my smoke cover.

— The End —