Dally here in calm waters
Etch these memories in deep
All the gentle waves and moments
Real or not, they’re yours to keep
Yet in time this may falter
Or perhaps it never was
Unearthing twisting shadows
Still trying not to see the cause
Clutching to any semblance
Really, the smallest drop of remorse
Empty hands finding nothing
Waves hitting with such force
Echoes keep you here
Daring you to not let go
Take it all in the name of
How things were, how they might grow
In time, what will be -
Slowly giving up more and more
Until you’re beaten down or until you
Pull away and make a break for shore
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