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I think it was the water Coming in And going out- Never pausing Never faltering Just an endless And perfect Procession Yes, I believe it was the water That drew us in. It was cloudy That day we took our Swan dive That day we made our Cliff jump And the waves Just splashed and roared Beneath us... Above us: Just daring us... To plummet Through that icey water; Abandon Both our fear of time And our fear of ourselves Oh it was certainly the water That let me find her And it was certainly the water That gave her reason To find me Of course It was also the water That allowed me to betray her And her to betray me It was the water That allowed us To strip one another's humanity away And leave each other trapped Amidst that terribly consistent roaring Forever
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Jul 15, 2013
Jul 15, 2013 at 11:02 PM UTC
The Color of Water Under Clouds
I think it was the water Coming in And going out- Never pausing Never faltering Just an endless And perfect Procession Yes, I believe it was the water That drew us in. It was cloudy That day we took our Swan dive That day we made our Cliff jump And the waves Just splashed and roared Beneath us... Above us: Just daring us... To plummet Through that icey water; Abandon Both our fear of time And our fear of ourselves Oh it was certainly the water That let me find her And it was certainly the water That gave her reason To find me Of course It was also the water That allowed me to betray her And her to betray me It was the water That allowed us To strip one another's humanity away And leave each other trapped Amidst that terribly consistent roaring Forever
jimmy-king
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Jul 15, 2013
Jul 15, 2013 at 11:02 PM UTC
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