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a wreck

a shipwreck on the shore
incapable of sailing again
but you're the wave that broke me
now other sailors wish to cruise with me
but am broken
no longer capable of getting to the sea
it ended early for me
guess I wasn't made for the sea and
all it's beauty
they say I can be fixed but all my wood is
rotten
I'm beyond repair
but not you sailor
see you on the horizon with a new ship
called it the white pearl
you enjoying the Aurora's and sapros
whilst I lay on the shore with other shipwrecks
drinking ourselves out
that's what you made me
a wreck
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