A sea blue sea shell
Alone in a vast empty well
A tiny turquoise conch
Barely able to staunch
What might flow from within?
Some malignant original sin
A deep well of sadness
A void around and surrounds
A tide of tiredness
A wave of fatigue
A sea blue sea shell
Alone in a vast empty well
A tiny turquoise conch
Barely able to staunch
What might flow from within?
Some malignant original sin
A deep well of sadness
A void around and surrounds
A tide of tiredness
A wave of fatigue