Sea, my crew
Daily I break...leaving like vapor, But soon rain...running to you. You are my source… You are my life… You are the only...place I rest. Sometimes I fall...distance apart; Searching all land...through forest parts; And still drain...like a child you… Nothing ever matters...when you're here with me. Wondering for answer...are we meant to be? We have crossed...some difficult waves; Holding our hands, on stormy days… Remember the day, when we had some friends; Stuck in the cursed…stormy night… Yet we carried...to sail till end. Most of our time...spending alone; Holding my hand...singing a tune; With moon to light...dancing so slow… Nothing to think and nowhere to go… I’m just a liquid...melting at heart; When you throw...I shatter as drops… Every time I break...leaving you alone, But the time I cry...you take me home. Back to my source; Back with my life; Back to the only...place I like… Sometimes you try...pulling inside; Layers of past...Crushing your heart… Together we rage...with mighty waves… Nothing really matters...when I’m here with you… Funny it may sound...are we meant as crew. Though you may not see...you are destined with me… I tell you with a glee...we are WATER and SEA.
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