Happiness happens when heartbreak shatters
Your calm reserve. An ocean wave whipping
On your wasteland of a cranium. The Siren's
Song hits your stomach and makes you lose
Your lunch and lungs. Voiceless, your
conciousness vaults into darkness of
Voyeuristic intention. Remaining translucent
In rythm of watery symphony and running
Blissful discord. No more nuances or naive
Social rules just nothing but black beauty. You
Lift to lick the surface and live in a life only
Remembering the ocean under the system
Of smells and sights. But hope for heartbreak
To make happiness happen is harsh on the
Mind and may tear out the soul. Be warned
Of sirens and ships. Don't eat and swim.
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