Written by Emily Harstone | May 24, 2017
A full life, a hungry ocean
I can almost touch the sky.
I still know all the answers!
Extend a hand, save a life.
He reached. He fell. We tried.
Evolving, reaching for light and freedom!
All he had dragged him down.
…until finally, the Earth gave up.
I still want to be counted.
Watery Grave Of The Living Dead
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A full life, a hungry ocean
I can almost touch the sky.
I still know all the answers!
Extend a hand, save a life.
He reached.
He fell.
We tried.
Evolving, reaching for light and freedom!
All he had dragged him down.
…until finally, the Earth gave up.
I still want to be counted.
Watery Grave Of The Living Dead