And who shall hear that sound which humiliates,
Or feel the affliction of this man’s abnegates,
Nothing to lose? Among the creepy mammoths around,
That wakes up when rampage abound,
The moon’s walk and this shinning dark face,
Tranquil when full of them indeed embrace,
The ocean’s water which flood to the room with moonlight,
Riding the clashing waves to be drowned with dark-knight,
The dead have the same body even the failed scuba diver’s,
When something brown dribbles down and everywhere of your skin,
And laid on it just to leave no existed lace,
Grasping part of us and diving it beneath the surface,
Or when your wind powered vessel sails without surstromming,
Just after I filled my needed hope on your selfish ways,
As I wonder about you and I left all my deposits
Even the sunrays’,
Just moments after it casts on me through the slat,
Bathing my spirit with smooth wax just behind the edge of my splat,
Rising up and streaming down to the shore’s forth,
It’s jumping with sunrays’ radiance to reveal its heighth,
The cloudless hallow sky with the power of these currents,
Let the shadow extend to cover up without absences,
When it flies to the walls of hope,
Whispering me to grow my own wings,
Tightening my soul with limitless riches of grace,
Shall I Compare Though?
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