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Mar 2019
Something strange it is
To drown oneself
In darkness

From above
The waters seem
To sit in stillness
With a haunting gleam

One little dip
Is all it takes
To become infected
And raise the stakes

When you start
All you want
Is that little spark
From this, your jaunt

You take it slow
Maintaining control
You've seen what it does
To the heart and the soul

But then you grow tired
Of your little game
You start to go numb
The spark becomes plain

So, in you go
Just a bit further now
Up to your knees
You're in control, anyhow

One day you don't
You walk away
You hear its voice whisper
Calling your name

You aren't free
As you thought
To dip out as you please
It seems you've been caught

So back to the pool
Back to the rush
That now owns your soul
It will certainly crush

But now all you want
Is to sink in deeper
To let it wash over you
Let it be your keeper

So when you return
Again the next dawn,
You dive right in
And let it feed on

In response
To your cooperation
It offers release
From the desolation

Its words are all lies
You know this deep down
But it feels so good
You want to drown

So you do
Empire
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Empire  21/F/Sol III
(21/F/Sol III)   
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