Drained

Waste the storm, magnetic pulses stir the echoes -
Salt by the ocean, creates my form -
Beasted by the land -
Unprotected warnings -
You cannot be corrected -
Without the believe of believes -
Faults that are found -
The earth is hollowed -
So is liquid in round
What will be found -
Drained is the only sound

poem by Unic Cjonr
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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