She jumped right in to the ocean
She knew not how to swim.
The water deep and dark blue
Washed away all her whim.
Oh, how she loved the smile
Would make her day bright.
Oh, how she would pour her heart's desire
If only he could do the things right.
But he was a mess as she was
And he ran before knowing the cause
Waves washed away and now he's ashore
But she's still in the ocean
Waiting for more
Thousands deaths took place
And one was of hers
One touch ran away from the race
To lure,
her again. But she knew not how to swim.
And this time she wouldn't even,
Touch the brim.
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