Sinking into a sea of pluchritude, I swallow your beauty,
My head remains above such waters, but now there is no fight,
I slowly lean into what was my fate,
Gently being pulled under, It feels like hurt,
Yet what hurt, is brought upon by such beauty?
I fall deeper... lightly reaching my hands to the moonlit surface,
The lights fading, my vision has become blurry,
I see a faint mirage...It's you,
My dreamed of love, that never made it, to my reality.
I'm slipping into my world, I'm holding My breath,
I'm waiting fr my once beloved friend we all know as death,
My eylids are kissed, With the waters of such lifely death,
Slowly I'm taken, to my bed underneath such beautious waters.
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