Now my spirit drains with my mother
as I dance with her looming waves.
For I have given my wealth to her
and to obtain as one of her slaves.
With my death I am strong
Therefore I linger over our endless graves.
Feel the warmth of my waters
As we seek for her approval mind.
Within depth I drown in my tears
As those blue eyes felt horror streamlined.
Now I drift apart from my spirit and mother
While I have been left alone to remind.
In the savage of the nights
I held no strength, but wished to be blind.
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