The ocean waves crash on the shore
and the blue water doesn't seem pleasant anymore
the clouds roll in
and the storm starts to begin
the wind is howling with terror and rage
and this storm will be the worst of the age
the waves start to grow with more hunger and might
and the dark clouds make it seem like the dead of night
the palm trees sway with fear
and the animals run in spite of fear
the once peaceful beach has turned into a shrine of fright
and takes away the existence of light
this once beautiful ocean of brilliance and cheer
seems to in a flash disappear
Hi wonderful site - this is ORK from where you left your note - have left a poem for you there - c/ork
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