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Feb 2016
This voyage we were on wasn't meant to last
Before the ship set sail
I could already see the crash
My body went numb as I impaled the water with a splash
Sinking into the belly of the sea
My lungs swelled as I inhaled water in the search of air
My skin screamed from the piercing cold
I could feel the blood cruising through my veins start to slow
As my body tried to adapt to the blistering cold
But hypothermia had already taken its hold
And as you floated next to me
You thought we could overcome this wreckage
But you were the only one holding on to the debris
While I sank slowly beneath the waves
I wouldn't reach out even if you threw me a life raft  
I could tell we were lost out at sea
Blown of path from the draft caused by wrath
This ship was never meant to survive the sail
Even before the iceberg was unveiled
Written by
devante moore  24/M
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