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Well, who knew
Not drowning
I will reach this island
Shore to shore
Your thick hair waves
So nicely covered
With a turquoise blanket
I opened up dying
But I dive back to you

I didn't know not drowning
I will be hit by these rocks
The sand is mocking
It's either gunpowder or sugar
My scars are bleeding
Under the cold rays
Aliens are shining
Pretending with eyes

I didn't know not drowning
I won't want to spit out the sea
Choking in the foam of death
Enjoyed the taste of salt
I lit up on the shore
Fingers, lips, gunpowder, matches
I found one bullet
And touched the sea like a bird

Island
Island