Wave
We move like the waves of the ocean
We move so smooth
And high
Until we crash
When the wave hits land
It has nothing more to live for
It has been soaked up by the sand
It has been stepped on
By the feet of the happy children
It has gone deeper than the depths of the sand
Just barely reaching hell
But not falling into the pit of fire
But right as it starts dripping
Into the hands of the devil
It remembers what life was like
Before it crashed into the land
Copyright © Avi Maryles | Year Posted 2017
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