She met me half way into the abyss,
we both sunk deeper and deeper,
knowing it was a time of restlessness
Our fingers touched, as we drifted
extended into lost souls of the deep,
twisting and turning in the abyss
as we went further and further down,
neither knew we were just dreamers
in a world of confusion and uncertainty.
She wove her net to capture me and
devour my love into hers, how could that
happen to a heart that was broken with
delusion, a heart that held secrets, not
caring and no soul.
Would we be a match, or are we fools
drenched with sweat from the past that
means nothing, the plunge is sweet,
the future uncertain, we met, we swam,
we fell in love.
It’s all meaningless Karma,
we cried with the Sirens of the deep
to be together, to care for each other
till the end, to give us a chance to live
and die together in each others arms.
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