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An unpleasant feeling hanging heavy in the air
A whimsical ray of blistering sunlight rapes the
silent wind
Images of tranquility start to lurch freely
Like a storm with an angelic foundation and a
devilish rooftop
Stormy waves whirling angrily with a sharp prick of
agony
As the cold water slams on my soft pale skin
An onslaught of raunchiness turns to a cold blooded
hue
And cunning tides of beach waves begin to shake the
promenade rocks
As I sit calmly on the seashore breaking from the
limits of my narrow mind
I can see the obvious reality of the turbulent
waters in oblivion
And you disappear into the violence of the sea.
- Chronicwriter
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