Photo by Roan Lavery on Unsplash
The sea was wild, the wind was a child.
Waves and waves, everywhere were waves.
Suddenly a crash,
Gone with a splash.
Down and down deep he went,
When abruptly everything stopped.
The waves calm,
The ocean soundless.
Up from a vent it rose,
High into the air.
A sound it went.
A wail unlike another,
One from no mother.
The Green Goddess it was,
Deep down she abound them,
Circling around them.
Mystically drifting,
Unrealistically missing.
Taking her soul,
For the fool to know.
The one who went over,
Now to be made over.
No one that might touch her sea,
Could possibly get away free.
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Wingo
Psychology major
Love the outdoors, dystopian fiction, and depressing music
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