A love that is true
Can not be seperated
By time nor distance nor strife.
It cleaves to the other
Like a life boat
As the waters of life churn around it.
It is the light house
Guiding the passengers
Safely away from imminent peril
Upon the jagged rocks of life.
Your love was a floaty
A false promise of safety
Leaving me drowning in the end.
You were the sweetest illusion
Yet your song never rang true
Bless the day she sailed away with you.
In the end
Rowing alone
Is far better
Than drowing in two.
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