⋄⊱Gaze Upon Soul⊰⋄: ✺Alfiona✺

No air, I fill my lungs with concrete, I should be drowning way down in the deep, Should be broken drift wood on the beach. We won’t abandon this ship.

Waiting for the light on the horizon to guide me, I keep on fighting ‘til the tides subsiding, If I live with the last love I possessed, Then the ocean floor will not be where I rest.

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