(Written by Emma)
Your remarks are snide
Coming out like the tide
Dripping off your lip
To the oceans it'll slip
But you see I'm a flame
I'll always flicker the same
Your words don't go far
All they do its sizzle and charr
And now you'll probably think
That ashes only sink
Once met with waters urn
But oh you've forgotten to see
That oil still will burn
Even at sea
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The Ocean is Calling (And Other Poems)
PoetryJust a book of poems, some written by me, others by friends, or just ones that I've read and like a lot.