Feeling each fragile sea shell crush under your feet.
Smelling the warming sent of the ocean.
Seeing the lids of your eyes a orange tint from the bright sun.
Hearing the roar of the waves crashing.
You knew you shouldn't be there.
But Temptation was oh so strong.
Your mind was telling you to go what if someone sees you.
With a white dress that has blood dripping down the front.
But you ignore your mind and stood there frozen, taking it all in.
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أدب المراهقينthe ocean is beautiful some times temptational even for the strong at heart it lures you in and feds on the weak.
