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Red Tide

Red tides crash ashore,

pulled in by a new moon.

Madness flows in.

The mind is a sharp blade,

and is keen on its desires.

All senses slowly sink

straight to the ocean floor.

The current sweeps everything away;

tiring the mind and body.

Thoughts give in to incoherence,

letting those destructive obsessions in.

Finally, they accept that red tides

are their only solace.

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Written by
zach-hanlon
Published
Jun 19, 2018
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Tags
#obsession#drowning#red#tide#ocean#madness#solace
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