The OceanA Poem by GreyI find myself Uncontrollably drawn to the ocean To feel the cold air, and Watch waves in perpetual motion Drawn in and out Like breathing. I want to scream and shout Vent the constant pressure Threatening to break me; To watch the grass and mountains, And remember how to just be. © 2010 Grey |
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Added on June 3, 2010 Last Updated on June 3, 2010 AuthorGreyHarstad, NorwayAboutI don't consider grey a sad color necessarily. It's the color you get when you mix together all the colors into a great big muddy mess. And that's kind of my view on life. I mean, if i had one v.. more..Writing
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