The Sun Shines
The sun shines in the willow tonight
He has left me and my future is bright.
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Half way through this glittering pond.
Bubbles trickle out of my mouth
As I submerge deeper and deeper south.
The rays shine through the rough winds
Through the shadows and ripples within.
With dead weight I am pulled down below
The deepest death will be covered in snow.
As I am sinking to the corals of my heart
His and mine are tearing apart.
Every reflection I see his face
I break the surface and feel the warm embrace
The willow whispers a secret in my ears
A wind whistles, although nobody else hears.
What is craved cannot be blocked
A destiny created, ready and locked.
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