The seagulls fly in drunken ecstasy
Your lips clutch to mine
The sea roars a distant agony
While death crumbles to the feet of destiny.
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nice stanza- Our hands are free But our fates are sealed Like lovers in a sinking sea Amidst the whistling winds of tragedy.