String Theory Part 3
*~*I Made the Oceans*~*
Gray storm clouds rolled in
Painting over a blue sky
My gaze wanders far
The land dry, barren
Dirt and rock for long miles
The sun disappeared
My thoughts drift away
Traveling a distant journey
Trying to find you
Discovering you
A dead shell of your old self
Changed and different
Grief overcomes me
Lost in seas of aloneness
Lifeless among people
A tear escapes my
Eye; I wipe it fast away
And yet, still they flow
I weep for hours
The days go by, leaving me
Behind; I go blind
My tears stream into
The lands below, filling it
I made the oceans
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"Just poems... Mostly Haiku strung together, thus the name of "String Theory""
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