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Sometimes
I can feel the weight of the 7 seas
pressing
I can feel the turmoil of their currents
whirling in my chest
taking every deep breath
away from me
I'm trapped at the bottom
wandering aimlessly
searching
for the city full of mystery
I fantasize
there are a million foreigners
like me
whose screams and fears
are trapped in air bubbles
rising
Who cry tears that can never be seen
I feel safe
in this watery grave
protected
locked in this mystic minagerie
whose hands grasp me firmly
I've come to accept this false
security
despite knowing
the safest place is in your arms
but
how will you ever find me?

------
MoKha



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The following comments are for "AQUABLU"
by mokha

AQUABLU
Mokha;
This is great; When I first looked at that word, I thought of art in any kind of fashion or form. But in a way, I got a great imagery of what you were describing here.

Thanks for the read.


Blessings,
{{{Jeannie}}}

( Posted by: JEANNIE45 [Member] On: September 14, 2005 )





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