Fifty-Three

Incandescent Seaweed
Islands without Shore
So to life we drag along
In the Sand
Inkling Sun
Leaks your soul along the thread and with the wave
If he tries to Stop you from proclaiming
The Insignificance of Solitude

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So very alone
Isolated Sensibility
Smothered by your friends and lost at sea
If you take the Sum of your existence
And equate our lives with a growing distance
You will see
A final plea
To never leave

He was
He can be
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Itchy Sands of time
Icarus's Softened wax
Your time wasn't wasted
After all the life you tasted
It's Starting all again
Implement your Synchronization

He was
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Credits
Writer(s): Chad Carino
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