When it dies, its dead.

Will the tide do as it does.
Roll and roll, in and out,
If it ends it’s over.
I’m down and out.
Where is the person I knew,
Where are you,
Tide is relatively rolling in,
Just as much as it has to.
It doesn’t have to,
It never had to,
You were persistant for 6 years,
but when it dies it dies,
its been dead for a while,
all I have to say is good riddance,
now I can smile.

I’m not bitter, I’m reminiscent.

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