Beneath the Surface
Years of motion, bottled greyWaves of silence, gone astray to these
unwanted thoughts.
Piercing no one but the target
Almost there
Beneath the silence of the stare
Beneath my heart of subtle layers
Make me cry beneath the sayings
of my ocean.
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