They have strangled her,
brought her to the depth of the great blue sea.
She can no longer taste her environment,
deprived of oxygen and sinking into a bottomless expanse.
Above her head, the waves do nothing but churn.
Air blends with tribulation and humidity,
the lightened versions turning to rain.
The drops they fall,
dragging the rays of would be sunshine ashore.
It's the atmosphere she's created
without her, They would be nothing more.
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