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Depths of Death Found in Drowning September 21, 2013 Night will fall, and the darkness of it all, will wash my woes away a woah-oh. The reckoning of wreck has been beckoning to be bet. Find the ship that is destined to fail, it set sail, on a demised trail. When alone at night, found lost without sight, count the stars, for they are numbered. They speak of one's destiny, to meet morning slumbered. It's been heard before, the shark's shrill thrill, yet still, plunge into the depths of death. A shrinking, sinking, step, leading to a sleep deeper than can be dreamt. Sweeping struggle, breathing in bursts of bubbles, drowning in what should be water. But who would will, that power to **** to what is in nature, able to sit so still and serene? See the scene, picturesque - not obscene, with a shiny gleam on the surface. What does it mean? To hold beauty never seen, unless drowned in the dark of night fall. Tell me, What does it mean? To find the meaning of beauty, in the death of it all?
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Dec 25, 2013
Dec 25, 2013 at 8:16 PM UTC
Depths of Death Found in Drowning
Depths of Death Found in Drowning September 21, 2013 Night will fall, and the darkness of it all, will wash my woes away a woah-oh. The reckoning of wreck has been beckoning to be bet. Find the ship that is destined to fail, it set sail, on a demised trail. When alone at night, found lost without sight, count the stars, for they are numbered. They speak of one's destiny, to meet morning slumbered. It's been heard before, the shark's shrill thrill, yet still, plunge into the depths of death. A shrinking, sinking, step, leading to a sleep deeper than can be dreamt. Sweeping struggle, breathing in bursts of bubbles, drowning in what should be water. But who would will, that power to **** to what is in nature, able to sit so still and serene? See the scene, picturesque - not obscene, with a shiny gleam on the surface. What does it mean? To hold beauty never seen, unless drowned in the dark of night fall. Tell me, What does it mean? To find the meaning of beauty, in the death of it all?
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Dec 25, 2013
Dec 25, 2013 at 8:16 PM UTC
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