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This is a second in a series of poems, I wrote the first one several months ago and have been thinking of writing more, so please read the first one and then this and tell me if it works or if I shouldn't continue. Thanks!
Blue Oceans drag me across the pavement,
Covering me with scars.
Screaming under these blue oceans,
Hands reach for me but can't break the surface.
Blue Oceans seep under my skin,
Turning me into this deciduous being.
The Blue Oceans give me an euphoric like sensation
Painful but with the smallest hint of relief.
Outside the tempetuous skies glare down at me.
Time is empty,
Like the cob webbed filled eyes of my father.
Here in these Blue Oceans I have no guilt,
No expectations,
No future.
High on these Blue Oceans,
I close my eyes,
Against the world.
