They float,
looking harmless
as ever.
They make
light,
as bright as ever.
Deep in the
depths of the
sea.
They rome
freely,
as,
ever.
In the depths of
dark water.
Where few men have touched,
they remain,
safe.
But that I fear,
that,
might,end.
writen 3/31/10
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This journal holds all the poems I have writen. I dont just writen cuz that feels weird for some reason. I proabley have bad spelling but whatever. Although they're not like a poem but at the sometime they are...but whatever. =) Enjoy!
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