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Podeidon, king of the sea. Realm of fish, crustacions, and cephalopods, but humans? Nah, not for thee. I offer you lots of fish. But, I have one simple wish. Stop dumping your toxic waste.
The pounding of the drum at the end of the percussion line resonates through the air. The powerful vibrations tickle my skin when standing too close, The steady bam, bam, bam echoes through the quiet room.
You asked me why I am shaking. Because I am unable to sit still with you. I want to be closer. So close the only air I breathe is the air you exhale. I want the only space I take up
I am a tsunami. The water waxes and wanes at my will, Captivating and crucifying the shoreline. You are a wildfire. Endowed with incalculable miles, Extinguished by the hands of others.
it started with a wave no a tsunami. it started with a tsunami bringing chaos to the order crushing the structure flooding normal until i was drowning in an endless ocean
Screw the people who break us down so much, that we become senseless and open If that’s an opportunity, damn, love, just consider me your token Let’s strip the truth of all its beauty
It started very unexpectedly A quake that hit Japan at two forty-three At first the earth began to moan and grumble And then the Rising Sun sank and crumbled The buildings were like jelly in a bowl