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Treading Stormy Waters
treading through the crystal-crimson sea
of the tears diluting blood as i retire
every wasted effort all the more wasted
each attempt at life dies in vain
with each drop oozing from my veins
as my long dead heart betrays my brain
it chokes as my lungs choke
on their last blood filled breath
and the last tears
make their last splash
and the bubbles of the sinking corpse
mark the last sound of a dying sea
