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Bad Buoy (Really?)

rough seaweed
washed through storms

a waited time
stilted to a crash
seeking darkness
fulfilling a loneliness

a wash with whiteness

Stormy weather

reaps its find
to take away
the curse

of you
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Posted: Mar 2017
About this poem:
Sweet all gone now.
Better person.
Greater Life

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Comments (4)

Very nice Soph.. thumbs up

I feel like I can somehow relate well with this one right now.. blues
I spelt Bouy wrong I tried so much to get it right but I failed:(

I wanted ' Buoy;

yet tapped wrong.

That's ok.. it was understood.. wink
As poems will be.

How wonderful.
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