Sorrow maims a crooked soul;
A long lost love to make it whole.
A depth in oceans does divide;
The one that simply wants to hide.
A weeping heart, a torn out mind;
A soft and slow and gentle bind.
So unnoticed does it go;
Before the frothy seas it flows.
Seagulls cry their savage squawks;
The hearts call out among the rocks.
But no one see's their massive spill;
The wretched hearts, they start to fill.
Gushing out their painful woes;
Of love and life and many foes.
A storm comes in so fierce and wild;
This tragic day no longer mild.
A wintery blast from the north does blend;
A firey snow it violently sends.
The hearts still left in totured confusion;
Will this be their final conclusion?
Souls lay beach side in afflicted emotion;
Washing away in the solemn blue ocean.
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