the tide's come in
the tide's come in;
it's time to cleanse,
and look within
through a new lens.
to reproduce
what was and will
make you lose
is bound to kill.
to serve the past,
a vicious womb,
will very fast
place you in your tomb.
to start anew -
no inner sin -
will kill the blue;
the tide's come in.
©LukaKorba
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Luka.