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Soldier 'an Sailor's Love
Sinking Ship

The sour smell of salt in the sea air, stings my nostrils,
The trace of the taste lingers within my tonsils,
I gaze to the horizon, admiring the peace and serenity,
Around me anarchy orchestrates, panic releasing it's energy,
The ship slowly plumets, permitting the watery jungle to freeze us,
Behind me an emotional landslide, the ground crumbles beneath us,
A choice floats on the draft's cusp, and blows out in the wind.
To swin for my life, or go down with the ship,
The foghorn's bellow, to me whistles a melody,
There isn't a remedy, my common sense conflicts my integrity,
A foundation I built and strings I attatched,
The moon's glisten attracts as it hits off the rafts,
Water floods the ship, it begins a short decent,
If I leave I believe that I'm reconceived and born again,
My feet are greeted by a cold chill as the waves persist,
The mainland invisible, it hides behind a navy mist,
Maybe this is all just a large complex test of reasoning,
When I make a decision, then succeeding it; regrets are seeping in,
I make up my mind, is it suicide? Am I taking my life?
I stay on the vessel, remain on the ship, and stay with my wife.