Waters Of Horrid Love.

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We use to sail as one and now I chose to sail alone, 
I wish you were the same captain that I had once come to know. 
You were the water that kept my boat steady, 
When you wanted to leave shore I was always ready. 
You were the anchor that stopped me when storms arrived and passed through, 
You never left me astray you traveled with me on the ocean blue. 
For awhile you and I were one, 
Until the day you met another one. 
You boarded another ship and fired canons at me, 
Left me to sink and drown in the sea…. 

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