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My Tidal Sea Won'T Dry
Lustful thoughts cluster inside me
Spiralling anguish is my tidal sea
I’m in the womb of warped-up lies
Pry your eyes open before life dies
I gave life to restoration of positivity
Numberous numbing sensations hit at me all at once now
Ashamed and humiliated honestly
Compassion and satisfaction is what I need somehow
Fear formulates inside my cranium once again
Speak to me in riddles of radiance and let my ink never dry at ease
For I’m your one and only poetic artist’s pen
I’m watching the peak of the mountain turn to shadowy valleys
Copyright ©
J.W. Earnings
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