The Untold

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The silence outside may never speak

of the turmoil that outbursts inside.

Like those waves that try to run and rush,

Only to find itself in no different disguise.

Oh the same ocean that would gulp in the waves,

Oh the wasted effort that nothing could save.

And why do I relate

And why do I relate

Of what m I trying to escape?

 

There you see the waves are gone,

Immaculate silence, now the ocean would flaunt

But why do I relate

And why do I relate?

To the unrecognized outcry

of the waves that will never cease to try

To the untold stories of the waves beneath

That the radiance of the ocean will promiscuously shield.

 

 

 

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