| She stands twelve feet above the flood
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| She stares
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| Alone
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| Across the water
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| The loneliness grows and slowly
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| Fills her frozen body
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| Sliding downwards
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| One by one her senses die
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| The memories fade
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| And leave her eyes
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| Still seeing worlds that never were
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| And one by one the bright birds leave her…
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| Starting at the violent sound
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| She tries to turn
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| But final
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| Noiseless
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| Slips and strikes her soft dark head
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| The water bows
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| Receives her
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| And drowns her at its ease…
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| I would have left the world all bleeding
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| Could I only help you love
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| The fleeting shapes
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| So many years ago
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| So young and beautiful and brave
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| Everything was true
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| It couldn’t be a story…
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| I wish it was all true
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| I wish it couldn’t be a story
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| The words all left me Lifeless
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| Hoping
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| Breathing like the drowning man
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| Oh Fucshia!
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| You leave me Breathing like the drowning man
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| Breathing like the drowning man |