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Before the waves
Could hit the shore,
You left me shaken
Then they roared.
But you were nowhere to be found,
And I was rotten to the core.
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Silence and Bass
Poetry[COMPLETED] The silence was too deafening so I wrote them in tattered torn pages with jagged lines. Poems I wrote even in my sleep. The ink in my pen profusely bleeding out words and stories from my past that shaped my present and makes me anticipa...
