With folly full of ignorance,
The blame is not pretend.
The waves are sloping to the shore.
The oceans at its end.
The blameless few who don't betray,
Remains embittered and so gay.
Of sultry and defiant will,
Of painless waters washing still.
If the ocean cried,
Oh what a tear,
Would fall from heaven,
In the ocean to simply reappear.
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Comments1
This write is nicely worded leaving a melancholic feeling a haunted sense. Well done
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