Titanic

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Here I lie
A corpse that will never die
The once joyful riot
Is now dead and quiet
Sometimes I wish I could cry

Rust is slowly encasing my magnificent hull
Eventually I will become a rotten skull
I wonder if anybody will care
About my ultimate despair
Memories of me will undoubtly dull





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