10/4/14 in formless
- Oct. 9, 2017, 5:45 p.m.
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- Public
and I stood next to a silent sea
in solitary darkness
waves crashing in smoothness
but maybe tomorrow they will be
loud and rough in sunlight
and the whites of the waves
will remind me of the way your eyes looked
during sunrise
the moonbeams make my heart hurt
for in the darkness
and in the quiet
I am empty
and you are gone
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