Sinking

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Sinking

The water will lap against my feet

The tide will pull me in

Until the spell is complete

Deeper and deeper the blue will become

The surface will run away

The dark seeming less fearsome

The golden beaches wave goodbye

The sun hides its face

They only had to try

The skulls of the past

The echoing cries of the lost

My voice will join them at last

With gentle open arms the water calls

The sirens of the deep sing

The fish create my coffins walls

It was not intended

It was not in the plan

But it's time this was ended

While it may be slow

While it may seem like I can swim

I am only sinking farther

Until the very end

G.R. 2013

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