September
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The storm came down without remorse
and water crashed the rails
the ship was thrown back and forth
as strong winds ripped the sails
The icy waves embrace my skin
I am going numb
The endless ocean swallows me
This will be my cold wet tomb
Won't feel the breeze of my home shore
nor see the lakes or winter snow
my hopeful dreams lie ripped and torn
father, I die alone
The storm came down without remorse
and water crashed the rails
the ship was thrown back and forth
as strong winds ripped the sails
The icy waves embrace my skin
I am going numb
The endless ocean swallows me
This will be my cold wet tomb
Won't feel the breeze of my home shore
nor see the lakes or winter snow
my hopeful dreams lie ripped and torn
father, I die alone
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