March 15, 2013
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The water goes up past my nose
And as the choking feeling grows
I long to be carried down and deep
Where my body will peacefully sleep

The water will sway my hair so slow
And cold and numb will my heart grow
And the sea will envelope me like a glove
As I forget about the world above

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WrenArrington said...
Jun. 5, 2013 at 12:20 am
The rhythm is very calm, almost numbing, which makes you feel like you're the subject of the poem, wanting to drift under the waves.
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