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A sweet marine breeze kisses my face while my toes dig into the warm sand. I taste salt, and I feel it running down my cheeks. This wasn't our plan. How could this be our present?
The secrets we once shared are now carried by the rain. The kisses we gave each other are untamed strands of hair. My mind drags me back to those cozy nights To those chilly mornings
You could understand the tangled stream of thoughts swirling inside me like a live animal You found my smile even when I couldn't find reasons to cling to life You painted my life in colors my soul had never seen, and yet could never forget even if I try
So why am I standing at the shoreline all alone? Watching the waves crash sadly Listening to the distant roar of nature Feeling like I don't belong to this Earth any longer
Tell me, my love, how did we end up like this? A pair of blood stained hands Only one lifeline buried in the sand.
The delighted smugness, the throbbing exertion, the shrieking screech, the horrisonant roar, the yearn stifling under smudged dreams of scorching tears, the unavowed appetancy scourging at the nib of perturbing mum chance, the ponderous life writhing at predicaments of immutable verities, the sincere sacrilege or the sinful sanctity and on and on all anon are the wavelets of a corybantic soul deluding to touch the shoreline of wide yonder jubilance in the seventh heaven.
Ne stresse pas my dear Soul! Laissez-faire. As Nothing will ever go unnoticed. Nothing will ever get deferred. Everything will be perceived aptly and requited in a jiff of untold myriad.