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by Plaid
Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Dark · #2242407
Make what you will of it.
Solemnly mistaken, the ships all rise
on ocean tides pulling and throwing
the only lives of which they knew,
Carnage great and water spewing
''Who knew, who knew?,, The howling winds all blew.

Cast out to the ocean low,
with the wind blowing so high
low and more done with a tone of sorrow
the wind knew, it knew of the laws it abides.

Shining water on crystal moon aura,
lacking of its' once vividness and beauty
sitting alone and mocking the few
that deemed that they'd use thee
Holding onto the crashing waves, turning darker
there had been no remains left in aqua.

The winds cried, they roared, and moaned
"Who is this beast, only knowing mourn?"
For they did not know they were out of control,
losing every hint in their infinite power.

Crashing and burning within the reign,
All the souls knew then was forever pain.
The wind not in care for life,

And they say humanity is the one in vain.
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