I'll follow you to the edge of the sea and walk under the tide. The water will over-take me as I sit at the bottom. The urchens swim past restlessly while I watch them float by. When I look up, i can see the golden ray's of the sun spreading across the tip of the Ocean. There is no struggle and there is no clenched teeth. You learn to accept the calm of your whites escaping. A cruel hanging with a broken rope. I'll choke on your grasp until I suck the breath out of your lungs.
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