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Oct 2014
When you enter the vessel, you think it will be great.
This voyage is a long one, and only God knows your fate.
At first it's slow, smooth sailing but then the winds pick up.
The waves begin to rock you, but you can be tough.
This is just a rough patch, sunshine will resume.
Then the wind the waves and darkness show you that you are doomed.
Dark water slaps the sides, get ready for a wild ride.
Now the water is flowing, you gurgle for help but it's still going.
Thunder crashes, lightning strikes.
You are sinking, there's no more fight.
You watch in horror as you hit the ocean floor.
Then comes the blood, you can't take anymore.
The once clear waters; now stained red.
For not all complete their voyage, some give up instead.
LovelyBones
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