Pain is creeping, seeping
Words are sleeping, weeping
Through her liquid thoughts
Bubbling shaming noughts
And nullifying crosses
Can only count her losses
Alone, well out of earshot
Recounting the unwritten plot
Re-enacting the lovey dovey dove And her useless drowning love.
Sudden springs of spite swelled up Soon waves of rage welled up
Now helpless
She soaks in pain, in vain, and sinks Brain drain...
Then washed up by a tidal bore
Waking up on a lonely shore of rippling sand, Hungover, Hangover
Aquamarine blues are over
Sang over and over
And oversang
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