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The Wrath

Then the tides came knocking, Forming fists of all agitation ever occurred, The ocean stared when I opened to listen, slapped me with saline texture on my left! I didn’t charge for that cause, but withheld my believe that it was a correction not an intended breaking of mood. Angry winds grabbed my weak heart, swung with it until I had no energy even to pat. I flashed back the sweet whispers of coconut leaf blades, and restroom on shores and the arcades. I was flattered by how in past the tides were calm And faint heartedly wished the times would again come Then with a striking intense power the sky thundered, as my heart pounded hard and left me desperate for what had gathered, what had altered normality as past, and murmured frustration and tore the mast. The cabin was abandoned and the crew was saving its own there was no more friends at the time as a line was drawn treasures shared among and hearts open up for there was no more to hold a second long. The weak deafened their fears and dived for safety as the strong held wits together with the best of dexterity sew ideas to impossible tools of war, as hopes, though so dim made the climate of doom blur!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 6/6/2017 4:57:00 PM
First of all, welcome to the soup, Ambrose! It was a pleasure reading your poetry this morning! Well done
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Date: 6/14/2017 7:22:00 PM
Thanks alot White

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