"...A white star rose high into the darkened night,
half hidden in the mist above a watery grave,
as though carrying souls to Charon..."
Gracie Archibald - (Titanic Survivor)
What tragic fate brought us here
held in the grip of this nightmare?
One clinging to the other,
letting only our eyes speak;
saving our breath
lest we should drown.
How did we drift this far off course,
in such unfamiliar waters?
So cold and dark,
like strangers now, you and I.
Did we evolve into another story
one of tragedy;
where lovers die in each others arms
in the wreckage of a sinking ship?
Are we to pay the price with our lives
for a love that is forbidden?
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