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Ocean Made

June 30, 2018
By Anonymous

You follow me wherever I go

Putting on a show

Insults are fired

I don't like being admired.

It makes me so dreadfully tired.

 

So when my soul

Washes up

With no strings

On the beach

you can imagine your surprise

When the Sun shines

Threads of gold

Into my story,

Untold.

 

"Sorry."  

"I was just trying To have à little fun."

A meak whisper,

An apology,

Lost at sea

Because

Now,

Forever,

This is what I'll be

"What a bit fee for your fun."

Said everyone.



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