My body washes on the shore,
so battered and forgotten.
Run along, don't see me there?
I am your lost correspondent.
Chimes!
They ring!
As warm, strong hands,
pull me from the water...
"Are you alright!?"
A soft voice sings,
shaking me from seaweed and sulfur.
I cough up blood,
I'm not okay,
I'm dragged back to the sea.
"Why!" I ask,
I've done no wrong,
You'll just have to believe...
I've barely come to life you see,
I've been lost in frigid waters,
snarled starfish in my curls,
as I in the ocean's daughter.
"Come along let's rinse you off.
For you have done no harm;
I will be here to protect,
For not will I, your prince, neglect your love..."
And as the waves crashed on my shore,
I have a helping hand,
to hold... to be the better man.
Apr 24, 2010
Apr 24, 2010 at 3:02 PM UTC
My body washes on the shore,
so battered and forgotten.
Run along, don't see me there?
I am your lost correspondent.
Chimes!
They ring!
As warm, strong hands,
pull me from the water...
"Are you alright!?"
A soft voice sings,
shaking me from seaweed and sulfur.
I cough up blood,
I'm not okay,
I'm dragged back to the sea.
"Why!" I ask,
I've done no wrong,
You'll just have to believe...
I've barely come to life you see,
I've been lost in frigid waters,
snarled starfish in my curls,
as I in the ocean's daughter.
"Come along let's rinse you off.
For you have done no harm;
I will be here to protect,
For not will I, your prince, neglect your love..."
And as the waves crashed on my shore,
I have a helping hand,
to hold... to be the better man.
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