My eyes deceive
They won’t let me believe
The image set before me.
I stand my ground and scream out loud
What will the words not afford me
No light for me will shine to thee.
Not even in the morning
The ocean affords no sight to me
Its foam a gentle reminder.
That not all memeories wash away
and float above our dreams
Deep and Dark stay the waves beneath me.
Why must I always be left dreaming
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