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About This Poem
Below We Drifted
Holding hands, into our eyes we stare
As we turn to the bleak that awaits us there
Deafening creaks like thunderous roars
Her arching back in ripping soar
Screaming explosions as the waters seep
Tears of many as life ends their keep
Below the cobalt in a coldly drift
Sinking debris in continual shift
Our hands still held amidst disappearing lights
We no longer focus as we enter our blight
Below we drifted, two souls soon to be gone
How many of us end up where we don't belong
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