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Jan 5, 2018, 11:45 PM

Poetry » Love, Landscape, Odys and poems, Other

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The thought of you - a quiet bane

for my heaven, my unfeeling dusk.
The great ocean buries tears again -
bleeding shadow of a painful lust.
An ocean deeper then the eyes
of the demon that grows inside,
kills the sinners, leaves the vice,
you and death are left in sight...

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