Swim.
With the absence of confidience and the presence of icy nerves,
I jump,
Head first,
Into the warm embrace of the waves.
Under the surface my life is calm, silent, peaceful,
But up above the waves are peaking,
crashing and falling,
driving me towards the finish,
towards victory.
With an illusion of confidence and the start of a sentence,
I jump,
Head first,
Into the warm embrace of your love.
On the surface I try to hide, pretending nothing has changed,
But inside my love is peaking,
crashing and falling,
driving me towards your heart,
towards destiny.
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