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*Deep down below Beneath the saline waves There the Ghost Liners lay in rest Submerged within their rust The remnants of a forgotten age Spirit ships adorn the history page Now claimed by that treacherous flood The Liners lay intertwined with the mud The souls they carried were ferried long ago The shell of the ship remains Ripped asunder and buried deep Somewhere off the abyssal plains Betrayed by the very path they tread No trace left of their honoured dead Save for "treasures" scattered across the depths A divers trophy from the past*
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Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 3:59 AM UTC
The Ghost Liners
*Deep down below Beneath the saline waves There the Ghost Liners lay in rest Submerged within their rust The remnants of a forgotten age Spirit ships adorn the history page Now claimed by that treacherous flood The Liners lay intertwined with the mud The souls they carried were ferried long ago The shell of the ship remains Ripped asunder and buried deep Somewhere off the abyssal plains Betrayed by the very path they tread No trace left of their honoured dead Save for "treasures" scattered across the depths A divers trophy from the past*
A poem about my longtime fascination with shipwrecks.
koreylalonde
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Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 3:59 AM UTC
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