Her calm, her violence
A whisper and fury
Her cold, suffocating touch
She’s calling out to me
A few gasps of air
What was once daylight
Gives way to the darkness
She’s calling out to me
The harder I swim
The closer she gets
Her essence consuming
Shes calling out to me
My strength, exhausted
My vision, faded
My will, broken
She’s calling out to me
One last mayday
As I reach for her embrace
My life becomes hers
No longer does she call out to me
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