Sinking, Sunk.

December 9, 2010
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Rage thats uncontrolled,
and it delutes your soul.
Keep taking it out on me,
drowning in anger's sea.
Cascading rush of water,
rubs my skin raw.
The salt stings my eyes,
the burning in my throat.
But this is my home,
In the rushing pulling tides.
The burning sun and mother moon,
controling this home of mine.
How far can you rise,
till I've drowned too deep.
Keep raging because you are so weak.
How much farther can I stay,
until I finally sink.

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