sailing away,
but the crashing waves will crush my boat
and debris will be
the only thing left, floating lonely
through the thousands of miles of ocean,
just to be washed up and forgotten,
left here rotten
with the rest of my thoughts,
only to be taught
that "life isn't always fair."
feeling lost at sea,
but see,
there's no water for me to swim in,
I drift in a rift that I'm stuck in.
all of this regret with no luck in my pot
filling up with all of these thoughts
that I'm stuck with.

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