From the Sea of Hoces
to rolling Cape Horn
the sea is vengeful
The ocean rolls and boils
at our dangerous ignorance
and our prideful arrogance
It drifts ****** icebergs here
and chops the windy waves
to assault our fragile senses
It hides monsters in it's depths
waiting beneath the surface
in our grimed gyres they wait
For us to finally choke on
our foolish mistakes of time
the cold ocean will wait
Aug 7, 2019
Aug 7, 2019 at 10:55 AM UTC
From the Sea of Hoces
to rolling Cape Horn
the sea is vengeful
The ocean rolls and boils
at our dangerous ignorance
and our prideful arrogance
It drifts ****** icebergs here
and chops the windy waves
to assault our fragile senses
It hides monsters in it's depths
waiting beneath the surface
in our grimed gyres they wait
For us to finally choke on
our foolish mistakes of time
the cold ocean will wait
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