Sea maiden

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She's alone at the sea.
Starring into yonder.

Making her wonder.
She wears rags dark purple.
Blue is her favorite color.

Blue for the sky. Blue for the sea.

It was only her and thee.

Her eyes are deep blue like the sea.

Her hair is dark as night.

She loves pearls and sea shells.

She holds her collection in the palm of her hand.

She stares off into the distance of the sea.

It was only her and thee.

She gets lonely sometimes.

The only company is her and the sea.

It's moods change, like her own.

Calm, to stormy to crashing on the shore.

Sometimes risking high against the cliffs.

But it was all ways only her and the sea.

For she is lonely in the world.

She lives alone. She likes the sea.

Never had as good as friend as the sea.

Sad sometimes the sea soothes.

When she's alone. It tells her no.

For she doesn't know the outside world.

Just her and...the sea.

The seas her friend.

Her only friend.

She watches as the waves rise and low.

She stays at the sea.

For the sea is her home.

She is the sea maiden after all.

So she stays at the sea.

This thing deleted some of my beginning which is getting me mad because the beginning was kind of like a opening. So it kind of ruined my whole poem. So if it's not that great now you know why.

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