Our hands gently touch,
as we are torn apart,
drenched in this cold sea,
as frozen as my heart.
Losing you to the depths,
as both our bodies sink,
even as alongside you I go,
our hearts lose their last link.
Your gleaming blue eyes,
lost in a darkness so great,
both of us without air, dying away,
to this image, a tragic fate.
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