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I'm lost Out to sea, treading water The fish pass by and ask "Can I help?" No, no, just swimming They say "don't worry, It gets easier, you'll drown soon." And my tears make the sea swell The shadows circle below me The sun beams and smiles My skin cracks and shrivels I drift farther and farther Pulled this way and that By the riptide you threw me into I dip beneath the waves I'm thrown about and drown a little I succumb and feel the blackness swell I thrash and reach the surface again I wheeze, I cough, I sob And I will never stop trying to reach you I will swim to your shore Or I will sink in your ocean
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Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 12:55 AM UTC
A day at the beach
I'm lost Out to sea, treading water The fish pass by and ask "Can I help?" No, no, just swimming They say "don't worry, It gets easier, you'll drown soon." And my tears make the sea swell The shadows circle below me The sun beams and smiles My skin cracks and shrivels I drift farther and farther Pulled this way and that By the riptide you threw me into I dip beneath the waves I'm thrown about and drown a little I succumb and feel the blackness swell I thrash and reach the surface again I wheeze, I cough, I sob And I will never stop trying to reach you I will swim to your shore Or I will sink in your ocean
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margaret-miller
American
Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 12:55 AM UTC
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