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The Sea
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Black I sink in it, overwhelmed
You simply watch me plummet down
With no air to sustain
Only a sea of thrashing pain
You stand to leave and,
softly whisper; "breathe in"
& force open my mouth,
To swallow a sea of doubt
I do what you expect of me
though it'll be the death of me
I take my place amongst the tide
Inhaling all waves provide
Though my lungs burn to breathe
They've learned more, to yearn the sea
Since you know what's best for me,
Take it all
what's left of me
