Seaweed wrapping around my leg
Pulling me down, down, down
The further I go the louder I scream
But I don't hear anything
I call for help but no one comes
The seaweed wraps tighter around me
Stinging me like a bee
I'm scared
I go down deeper into the dark sea.
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Poems to free my soul
PoesíaJust some random poems that may or may not be good that I write at random times.
