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This Is A Like A Abstract Horur Painting I Made At The Age Of 11 Lamo
this is a like a abstract horur painting i made at the age of 11 lamo
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DONT CRY OCEAN
At dawn's first light, where shadows softly weep, The ocean cries its tears into the deep. The waves, with sorrow, kiss the moonlit shore, A mournful tale that echoes evermore.
The sky above, a canvas cold and still, Mirrors the ocean’s endless void and chill. Each cresting wave a fragment of despair, A silent cry that lingers in the air.
In morning’s tender light, the ocean wept, Its endless grief in waves and currents kept. A symphony of sorrow in the light, Where ocean's tears turned dawn to shades of night.
why do you cry, ocean, under dawn's soft glow, With waves that weep where morning breezes blow? Your tears cascade upon the lonely shore, A silent testament to sorrows we explore.
The wind that weaves through trees with haunting sighs, Carries the weight of your mournful cries. The shore, it bears the marks of your lament, A canvas of the grief that you have spent.
Don’t cry, ocean, as the dawn unfolds its light, For every wave can wash away the night.
The sky above will soon embrace the blue, And in your depths, a brighter hope will brew.
The breeze that stirs the leaves with whispers soft, Will carry warmth and lift your spirits aloft. The shore, your steadfast friend, will hold you near, And in its calm, your sorrows will disappear.
In dawn’s embrace, let peace replace the tears, For every wave will heal the night’s old fears. Don’t cry, ocean, as the day begins anew, For with the light, your heart will start to renew.