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by Briie Jul 14, 2010 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I will row. Row. Row, my boat. Through your blood stream. Searching for your heart. I'm hoping I can make. It start. All over again. Take a breath, my friend. You're drowning in the sea. And I have to. Let you be. You're slipping from my hand. And I have to. Understand. Scream it once. Twice. Three times, maybe. To let you go. That I can't save you. And you'll hate me. If I do. All over again. But you can't die, my friend. You're drowning in the sea. And I have to. Let you be. You're slipping from my hand. And I have to. Understand. The waves. Are. Coming. Too fast. Kiss. My. Lips. And make it last. You're drowning in the sea. And I have to. Let you be. You're slipping from my hand. And I have to. Understand. You're drowning. Take a breath my friend. And you're life won't end. You're slipping. Away. From me.