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I remember fondly, breathing fire with you, your soul whispered softly resonant red tunes. Your depths had me drowning, in deep briny blues. Salt burned my eyes, I was lost in you. You told me you had to go. You had your bait, you got your kicks. The line was cut loose, the tide ripped me back Smashed on the rocks, hooks still in my back. You deep sea monster, I was entranced by your light, I missed your teeth. You siren, you sea witch, You lovecraftian horror. You got what you needed, The gulls got the remains. Yet here now I stand, Stripped of my flesh. Bones moved by the wind My ribcage still with breath. So I built me a tower Fishbones and stench To stand on your shore, White as the moon To stand on your shore To watch over you Because despite all of this. I'm still in love with you.
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Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 8:51 PM UTC
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I remember fondly, breathing fire with you, your soul whispered softly resonant red tunes. Your depths had me drowning, in deep briny blues. Salt burned my eyes, I was lost in you. You told me you had to go. You had your bait, you got your kicks. The line was cut loose, the tide ripped me back Smashed on the rocks, hooks still in my back. You deep sea monster, I was entranced by your light, I missed your teeth. You siren, you sea witch, You lovecraftian horror. You got what you needed, The gulls got the remains. Yet here now I stand, Stripped of my flesh. Bones moved by the wind My ribcage still with breath. So I built me a tower Fishbones and stench To stand on your shore, White as the moon To stand on your shore To watch over you Because despite all of this. I'm still in love with you.
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Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 8:51 PM UTC
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