Freedom's Lurking
I exist with an ocean’s worth of salt The cold blue running deeply in my veins An inconsistent mass of sadness lies inside my vault No silky shores in my domains The cold strong currents dragging me into the reefs Entangled inside this never ending maze My freedom has been stolen by these stonyhearted thieves A dark shadow passing me in my daze Nature’s here to take my pain away Curiously circling my trust Unmerciful jaws with nothing to say Freedom’s lurking inside my dust...
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