I seek true peace, the kind you fail
To bring to light; yet, came across
With a long walk pier that has lights on the sides;
On a shore with beige sand,
Once I reach my fingers down into the sand;
Its grains give you chills and a unique relief,
Where your thoughts show signs of life,
For them to dance in the melodies of my mind.
Jun 7, 2020
Jun 7, 2020 at 2:20 AM UTC
I seek true peace, the kind you fail
To bring to light; yet, came across
With a long walk pier that has lights on the sides;
On a shore with beige sand,
Once I reach my fingers down into the sand;
Its grains give you chills and a unique relief,
Where your thoughts show signs of life,
For them to dance in the melodies of my mind.
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