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To the Gods

Treading water in the tide,


My nose and mouth barely protruding above the water,


...enough to survive for now.


When will they come?


I am out here tonight below the stars, 


I am out here tonight sacrificing myself to the edge of death,


To be picked up and taken away before the water takes my last breath.


Torturing myself until my dying day,


Here, there, or anywhere,


Deserve'ed of the pain that comes my way.

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