The rocks
Are slick with water
And I'm balancing on the edge.
A torrent of
Salt-water
Rushing in.
Splashing on my feet,
Making me slip.
–Grey
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Tales of a Drowning Soul
PoéziaThese are poems that will be happy, sad, odd, and many other things. They might be long or they might be short. And most likely they will be free verse. Also, most of them are about feelings, thoughts, things I'm going through, etc. (Some mature...
