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RE: Out to sea

in OCD • 3 years ago

My essence stolen upon the waves
and heart churned to foam,
All fears turned to salted tears
Floating, never free.

Although I am not good at English, I definitely felt that you were an outstanding poet! 😲
You seem to be having a good time with your family on the beach, yet a storm is raging inside you!

I felt the loneliness, suffering, and sadness of a man who was responsible for the happiness of two women! 😦

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It is just a poem, it doesn't have to be connected to my day :)