Non-Erotic PoetryWake of a tideThink of it as a curse she's given me
That she won't be forgotten ever
none shall equal the splendor
none shall quite twist the emotions
forever and forever
lost in a raging snarly sea
her always up above
like a laughing, menacing moon
always after the twilight
always heavier than the blackness
there is no other
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