Tides of Torment

As crested waves invade the land to crash on rocky shores

Something echoes in my mind, into the sea it pours

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Spilling the thoughts that hide themselves into the tortured well,

Taken out to drown among the clouded dreams of ghosts who dwell –

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Where love is lost with sadness, longing filled with grief

Her tides that feed our madness, marooned beyond the reef

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The sea connects us to our past, calls us to her shore

Pulls us to the haunted depths, beneath the ocean floor

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(sorry for my absence)