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With hands bound by legacies

Of abuse, obtuse unease

An unwavering disease

That points us to these choppy seas

Waves that rise up to consume

Slapping sides impending doom

I held fast to broken masts

Still found drowned amidst the flume

No land in sighti clutched debris

The splintered wood that once was me

Drifted in and out of sleep

Aimless, brainless, twisted heap

She dreamt and left me on the shore

Of listless wanting nothing more

Than something like it was before

To absent gods I begged and swore

I pulled myself out of the sea

Collected every single piece

Arranged them neatly on the beach

Some fragments still seemed out of reach

This is the cursed sea

It took every part of me

And still it wasn't enough

This is the cursed sea of love