Some Dark Poetry
A beach, ocean waves of the morning.
In those waters, who I used to be.
Her smile so adorning.
Her smile so free.
A raging light of glee.
But the deeper we swim, the darker the sea.
A beach, ocean waves of the morning.
In those waters, who I used to be.
Her smile so adorning.
Her smile so free.
A raging light of glee.
But the deeper we swim, the darker the sea.
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Ferric67 · M
There's beauty in tragedy