Green ocean,
rising up to meet me,
Under my frail,
Corpse hand
The only control I have
I sacrifice.
Red on the surface,
blending togather
Impressionist rose
Reminding me of my disease
Just once more, darling
And I sacrifice.
The see falls away,
Satied, purring like a full kitten
And I fall back against the rocks
Impaled on my own contradictions.
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