putting together,
everything..left over,
they called it a shipwreck...
of mangled pieces,crimson-salted bones..
of drowning cries and hopeless dreams
to shores afar we had set the sails,
but beaten down,tossed afar,
now a leftover-pain is all that remains.
Breathing.Waiting.
Surviving.Hoping.
Lost.Praying.
Alone.
I've been to this sea of change,
where you and me and us turn strangers.
shipwrecked- with leftover-pain,
on an island o Bane,i wait to turn insane.
Breathing.Waiting.
Surviving.Hoping.
Lost.Praying.
Alone.
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