caught by the eye of the storm
a unsettling calm washes over me
eyes wide shut
forcused on distant memories
I am on my back
my head on your lap
your hands in my hair
and we are smiling
laughing
talking
now our ship is sinking
what a terrible sound
no ones around to hear us go down
this time I hold my breath
let the weight of my body sink
into the dark abyss
chasing the light of freedom
at the bottom of the sea
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