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Oceans depth
'Words bled in the ocean
of his sorrow' to ink
the unsaid poetry of love
the rhythm of zephyr
lulled his vivid memories
through acute nostalgia,
frightened eyes
waving through the
poetrys of his own
reminiscence
to leash the foxes
he met in the biased life.
tempestuous crimson
blinding his eyes
to reveal the wounds
they gift,
but he deliberately-
obtuse the oceans depth.

© vichus

i got the first sentence from someone else ( another app prompt)