Title: Beach of memories
Can it happen yet?
May I leave now?
Can I disintegrate into the sands of time.
Become a grain out of the billions grains of sand.
Not to leave a mark.
To be close enough so when the high tide comes in it carries me away.
So I may drift away in the ocean of memories.
May I be lost in the ocean for years only coming up to the surface for a while.
But never going away from my fate of settling at the bottom of the ocean with all of the other grains.
Waiting to greet the others coming.
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PoetryJust some edgy poems, and just random thoughts. I'll update when I want. Yeah, or you can ask me questions. So...yeah. Enjoy? ALSO WARNING ⚠️⚠️ some of these may contain some subjects that may trigger or make some people uncomfortable (ex. Self harm...
