So let me captivate you with my tenacity
(My fervour)
The perilous fabric of you and I
Drowning in the palm of your hand
Undulating under your touch
I am the seabed and lay upon me yes
Let the waves crash
I am new and shiny from the abrasions of the sand.
There are plenty more fish in the sea but are any of them pernicious like me can
Any of them blow bubbles into your bloodstream can
Any of them out-swim the past?
Pick me up and skim me across the water
I swear I’ll go as long as I can
I swear I’ll try not to sink
I’ll try not to sink.
Feb 13, 2017
Feb 13, 2017 at 11:27 AM UTC
So let me captivate you with my tenacity
(My fervour)
The perilous fabric of you and I
Drowning in the palm of your hand
Undulating under your touch
I am the seabed and lay upon me yes
Let the waves crash
I am new and shiny from the abrasions of the sand.
There are plenty more fish in the sea but are any of them pernicious like me can
Any of them blow bubbles into your bloodstream can
Any of them out-swim the past?
Pick me up and skim me across the water
I swear I’ll go as long as I can
I swear I’ll try not to sink
I’ll try not to sink.
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