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In this sea of sickness,Sinking,
My thoughts were dashed as waves of madness
Crashed through me.
Like rows and rows of soldiers marching
Towards a vulnerable shore,
Their infinite endless assault
Errodes me to my core.
And then, out of a tide in retreat,
Battered, I tried to recover.
But I relapse come mourning
With the loss of yet another;
My Brother.

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The following comments are for "GONE"
by damifino

Cast Your Sorrow to the Sea
No jetty built of heartache...can ever shore
Those roiling waves of sadness

( Posted by: awhippingflame [Member] On: August 21, 2011 )

That's where all the salts from
ohh, the nets we weave.

( Posted by: damifino [Member] On: August 22, 2011 )

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