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Masterpiece
Trapt under a sandcastle of regret On the seashore of apathy While blissful ignorance rows by The waves of denial cover me Try as I may I cannot undig Myself from this tomb of sand For each grain is heavier than the last And the edifice poorly planned I call my friends to help me But despite my cries they cannot hear Over the crashing of the waves above And the walls of their own castles I fear The salty taste of bitter defeat Is strong in the mouth of sin Time is slow and the memory fast Taking us back to where we begin Promises broken and love unspoken These hold me imprisoned Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide At last these waves have risen Frothy and warm they cover up My masterpiece so others can't see The pathetic attempt to change All the hurt feelings and memories All light has vanished from my eyes The bubbles of desperation grim Even if these sands I could escape Death awaits for I cannot swim
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