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Silken sands burying my toes Whispering waves lapping on the shore My memories of youth, stirred by the sea The warmth of summer, embracing me. Laughter glittering over the dunes Children playing in the sand Families talking, loving, relaxing No mention of money, work, cars. Magical, isn't it? How a beach can make you feel Regaining your forgotten childhood Feeling an overwhelming peace. Sun blazing in a crystal sky Blankets of heat for free Oiled bodies crisping on fluffy towels The occasional celebrity too. My heart, My soul is the ocean One tiny step and I'm home Miniature fish kissing my toes Swimming to nowhere but par

Sat alone, waiting for noone Empty yet filled with malice A hopeless case No blood flowing, just ice. I remember that day we laughed laughed till we cried Do you? Could you even picture us smiling now? Three Empty Shells Broken claws on a desolate rock I found them and thought of you My empty shell, My malice filled claws. Can't tell them what I'm feeling now Suicidal thoughts, not my choice I wanted you dead It's true. Left alone on that desolate rock Alone with the shells and the sea I still hate you, I still love you Tempting my thoughts Burning my life Distorting my vision I asked you to go I didn't want you to obey