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Washed Up

Washed up on the beach Sand wet against my face Grit covering my soaked gown Tasting the salt in my airways Trying to pull my body up From the sludge left by the tide My arms weak from swimming out to sea Sudden realization that the ocean spat me out Gathering my resources I slowly scramble to my knees then feet You watched me walk away Into the heavy drink Flitting your eyes As if to say "goodbye" But no word you uttered Looking morose but yet relieved Only your cold stare To send me a farewell Tears you never shed When I plunged within the angry surf No glances back as you lingered by the driftwood Satisfaction in your poisonous pride Oh yes, let me go Cleanse me water of deep The promises made not kept If you saw a stranger Being carried out by moons light Your nature to rescue a wretch Ah, but me Not you to swim after me Leave me in Neptune's lair Without any thought of joining Not even a tear for me Succumbed to the beckoning The dark waters caress over me As rays of crystals gleam The sunrise illuminated the bottom Translucent spotlights on me Out of body and fragmented mind When the hands of the forever star Made my abyss no more They left me on the coast Where I could now breath Shrouded by angelic arms All that you left A cigarette on the bank Without a match Guess you thought I wouldn't come back

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