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by tireone

by tireone

   you can't screw my
   coming backs, for you
   are the shore and i am
   destined to be the waves.

   i am cursed by poseidon
   because of the promises
   i swore, that, i, break too.
   muddy ocean blues;
   fading hues.
   fading   y o u s .

   those promises of mine,
   telling i'll come back onto
   our favourite spot to simply
   share wine whilst watching
   the brine that starts to swine.

   but, i, break it too.
   muddy ocean blues;
   fading hues.
   fading   y o u s .

   i am cursed by poseidon;
   cursed to come back despite
   the fact that i'm also destined
   to go away again—and as you,
   i also hate it.

   mi mademoiselle, mi loue, please,

   don't screw my
   coming backs, for you
   are the shore and i am
   destined to be the waves.
   i am cursed to come back despite
   the fact that i'm also destined
   to go away again

—broken promise of the waves to the shore.