At the edge of my things
It is getting damp in the world
My lantern is drowning
Its flame tells the story
Of what remains to me
No more than the spray ,
That sings a song about dying
A world full of broken pieces
I stand in the surf
Looking out at the sea
I know that it is eating me
The thought hurtsÂ
Âhurts so much
Vomits their vanguard on land
I was chased by the scum
Run for my lifeÂ
Âin vain
Like the rest of all faith
My soul leaves me
With it the support
Falls tumbling into the sea
Its waves of flesh
Towers above me< br/>Tearing me away with them
Shall be a part of them
Sinking, submitting and empty
Come, screams the scum
You shall go with me< br/>Into the sea so infinite,
Avid and beautiful
Be a drop of the tide
Until the last one is devoured
The one who despairs on the shore,
/>Struggled for his soulÂ
ÂStruggled for a life
Everything ends in the surf
The salt hurts my view of the sea
I know that it is eating me
The thought hurtsÂ
Âhurts so much
Adrift helpless in the sea
Its waves of flesh
Towers looming over me
Driving me away
Must be a part of her
Sinking, submitting and empty

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