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We sat and watched the tide
Reflecting what was left of the light
Reached out for something tangible
But it vanished from your sight

Burn, burn the ship, there’s no comfort in it
It’s only headed back to nowhere
All you’ll find are the remnants of a shattered life
That you’d rather not remember
 
You gave yourself to them till you had nothing left
In return, they made promises as empty as the space in your chest
A chance to start over just to fuck it up again

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