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Alone on the beach
She sits alone
Consumed by darkness
Her knees pulled up to her chin
For once she felt stable
In the comfort of the soft sand
A dancing wave
Tickles her curled toes
While the murmur of the water
soothes her heavy heart, dragging
some of her hurt away
In its strong undertow
A seagull
the only other spirit around
circles ivory
against the ashy sky, dancing
along with the rhythm
of the soft cool breeze as it entertains
the tall grass
the shadow of an old boat
bobs somewhere in the distance
and the dimly lit moon comforts her
as she cries
but the dancing wave claims her tears as its own
and the wind plays an encore to its melody
long after she has left the beach
Listen to Sia- Breathe Me
the ocean still has those tears... good thing too - i don't need them. xo
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