the cruelest of failures he was a good sailor ran out past the main deck jumped into the ocean he was only 18 good bye raging sea makes a good man think what a good man made maybe when you're gone you'll know why you left head insists on fair weather/whether storm or calm in the eyes of the world you'd be better off dead may you bleed pouring sand shame out your pores Sarah what did you want to huh huh hear what did you want to she made while in living the only true giving she had no idea she had no one left with the sinking sun she felt her sould leave the shelter the day seize/seas
