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Ghosts of the Sea
She is the moon
And he is the sea
Without her he knows
He ceases to be
The sirens he hears
Were all sent by she
They are just fears
Ghosts that he flees
Wrecks on the beds
Shells of his seas
And he is the sea
Without her he knows
He ceases to be
The sirens he hears
Were all sent by she
They are just fears
Ghosts that he flees
Wrecks on the beds
Shells of his seas
Published 2nd Nov 2014
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2nd Nov 2014 6:27pm
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2nd Nov 2014 7:14pm
I came back to dup after a long long time and i come up upon your poem. Am satiated with the eerie yet romantic scenery which u created.
25th Nov 2014 2:43pm
3rd Nov 2014 00:14am
Wow. I really like how all of this ties in. Very tender and unique approach to adoration.
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