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Across broken shelled beaches
we walked.
heels pressing pools of water
into the sand

on that day, there was no sun
and no clouds
we smiled up at the sky
like there were

Collecting starfish
in our shirts like hard snowflakes,
we stood in the tide
battered by frothy waves

you thought of kissing
the hollow of my neck
the place where I began-
my origins of frailty

walking into the ocean,
lost amongst the waves
I found myself
under the salty wet of the Atlantic

and I screamed

for the she that I wasn't
©2003-2010 ~darkenedserenity
:icondarkenedserenity:

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Cliche concept maybe but I just want to scream without being heard

Underwater it is then...

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:iconflamemc:
Love the third stanza.

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if nobody speaks of remarkable things, how can they be called remarkable?
:iconmyrth:
mmm, this pushes and pulls back.. almost like waves.. very gentle, but not without its dangers..
:iconsomedrunkblackspoon:
i haven't much to say today, but i did enjoy reading it. i didn't feel like killing you after i got done, so it must be that good at least.

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love so deep, kills you in your sleep
:iconshadow2:
but i did kiss you

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"In the Shadows we are Legion"
-BILE

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I don't like the second stanza too much. It seems like a "break" stanza, not really all that relevant. It would work better as a connector, I think, between other (related) ones.

I like the other stanzas. Cliche concept, maybe, but you've used it well to express a personal something and that is the point. As usual, this is very fine, polished, smooth and beautiful.

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:gummybear: deviant art will ban you for being mean.
:iconsnarling-snail:
she shells see shells sea sells she swells sea shells see selves she sells sea swells...

I enjoyed it.

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"For a self-absorbed and brooding mind, pain itself is an anodyne."—Huxley
:iconlivingbyair:
'like there were'

^should the 'there' be 'they' ? - i think it'd go better.

but the images of the starfish, ahhh! awesomeness. thankyou! :D
:icondarkenedserenity:
i'm not sure i agree that works, surely it would then have to be

like they were there

hmm

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Fear the man who has nothing to lose, for he who has nothing to lose has nothing to fear.
:iconthewaitingproject:
mm...when the poem starts it provides me with so many tangible images, but for me, the best part is the last stanza and last couple of lines. The idea of going under something, blanket-like, whether it is a literal ocean, or something metaphorical...and the realisation that the end of the poem brings. The way that I read this, I have felt these things...
amazing, in a subdued way, for me at leat :) x
:icondarkenedserenity:
heh, I'm glad you felt it

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Fear the man who has nothing to lose, for he who has nothing to lose has nothing to fear.

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