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Drowning in this water, I sink deeper. Down, down, down. The air I once breathed: Absent. And taking its place: this cool, clear liquid. As I fall farther into this Cold, dark, forgotten Sea, My veins fill with ice. I freeze. Drifting. Down, down, down Into this piercingly bitter Abyss. I am solid, like a statue. But suddenly, My veins shatter, My skin cracks. A million scales form, Shimmering blue to silver then back again As the angled light hits them. I inhale and exhale the salty water My legs come together Stuck, And yet as relaxed as ever. Like wearing flippers, I swim purposefully into the dark, With the ability of rising to the surface, But the hunger, now, to dive deeper Than ever before.
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Dec 16, 2011
Dec 16, 2011 at 5:37 PM UTC
Down, Down, Down
Drowning in this water, I sink deeper. Down, down, down. The air I once breathed: Absent. And taking its place: this cool, clear liquid. As I fall farther into this Cold, dark, forgotten Sea, My veins fill with ice. I freeze. Drifting. Down, down, down Into this piercingly bitter Abyss. I am solid, like a statue. But suddenly, My veins shatter, My skin cracks. A million scales form, Shimmering blue to silver then back again As the angled light hits them. I inhale and exhale the salty water My legs come together Stuck, And yet as relaxed as ever. Like wearing flippers, I swim purposefully into the dark, With the ability of rising to the surface, But the hunger, now, to dive deeper Than ever before.
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molly-claire
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Dec 16, 2011
Dec 16, 2011 at 5:37 PM UTC
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