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falling tide




pretty waves of concrete,

bury me under your weight.

crowds flooding every street,

blurry people running late.

 

water of the grey ocean,

your salt is hurting my eye.

everyone in the same motion,

forgetting to say goodbye.

 

depths of the clear Sea.

You are drowning me.

there is nowhere

to be.


 




Envoyé: 22:58 Mon, 16 March 2020 par: Kapgen Jang