To try, to die,
To dry, to fly.
Oh why do I live the way I live?
Probably because I'm a one of a kind.
In where to I fall,
in where i saw where I first was.
In the dark I felt someone tapped,
when actually it was You who was trapped.
I gave You my heart shaped bottle during the party,
You sucked it empty and threw it in which it's pieces parted.
On a mountain I was, climbed on to the highest rock I had.
The sky was in storm, thunder struck what ever had heart.
On that rock I stood, yelling "Why did You go!?"
As I yelled, the thunder struck, I fell through the endless pit.
In the ocean I fell, to the bottom I sank.
In the end, I was just another Titanic You broke.
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