Ophelia's Lament

i feel the water pulling me down drowning drowning in the lack of sound i can see the moonlight shimmer reflecting the weight of his voice’s timbre i smile the water gushing between my teeth never again will i have to hear him speak I see the halls and the turrets of the father finding me finding me other places to wander i see him talking to a crown of stone the teeth eyes and lips mine alone Pulling me down in the lack of sound as in my love i start to drown

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