Water

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I whispered that the oceans must be jealous when there's people who have eyes bluer than itself.

I was swimming in ignorance thinking this could've lasted.

I told you things weren't right. Things were fading before my eyes.

I was sinking, gripping on God's hand for dear life.

I yelled at you when you tried to convince me that breaking up was a good thing.

I was drowning, because I never knew how to swim in the 1st place.

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