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No Heros Left

I went down to the sandy bay Just to watch the water sway I chased the tiny crabs at play Sitting on the sand to enjoy the view Crabs closing in, quickly withdrew Dimonds twinkling on a field of blue Sea gulls screeching a hello Eloquently they ride the winds flow As off to the sea they go The small waves start to dance Sun and water have such a romance Everythings perfect at first glance To speak of this is quite taboo Even in paradise things are askew There in the waters deep deep blue In the darkness or brightest place Monsters of all kinds still give chase They inhabit every single space There is no heroes, they've all died There is no need to wail or cry No comforting can be applied There is no one left to intercede Come and have a seat by me We can witness the ocean bleed We will sit and watch the scene unfold As they greedily munch down soul after soul Plainly now all can see, we never did have control ©Pauline Russell
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Pauline_Morris
51 / F
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Apr 12, 2018
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