Standing upon the the silent shores of my mind
that ebb and flow with waves of memory and confusion
the tides pull me back and forth,
as one drags me forwards and one drags me back.
When the sun shines I can at least half smile,
but when the rain descends,
I absorb the misery of others, like a transit mist
and in deserted tears I see emotions twist
as the day grows colder they form congealed ice
I saw his greedy smile and the roll of gambling dice
while you fight me with miles of ignorance
against the natural things that be,
but I will always listen to the whispers of the wind
and flow in the direction of the sea.
what do you think?
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oh wow, i cant wait to see the finished piece, i adore what youve done so far
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