Went to the beach
Saw the the pieces of meat, seashell and bait
Closer I approached
Didn't know what is in my fate!
Soon I figured out I was in something else
That bait was a cut hand
Seashells were even pieces of nails
And meat pieces were the fingers lying on the land!
I ran ran ran to my cottage
Frightened I was
Got a bigger shock as i could expect
Now I saw a bigger loss!
Gate was open
I went in
No-one was there
I thought that I was snared!
Place was well kept
Everything was right in the place
Nothing was stolen
This was the strange case!
I searched for my family
Went in here and there
Soon I discovered
They are mysteriously disappeared!
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ПоэзияThe smile we let the other see while we are dying a little everyday.. The collection of poems hard and clear about what hurts Orginal and selfwritten.
