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mad words about the night sea

an endless , unknown, spiral, black hole.

. the moon putting it’s soft yellowish rays as a spiral loop. no one really knowing how deep it really gets. endless, isn’t it? it’s a secret we’ll never know the truth of. a black hole at night. that’s the ocean. you could say a spiral of feelings. death here wouldn’t look pretty. falling and falling, you suffocate and suffer; just going down and down: you hear the voices around you asking you if you’re okay. But maybe, it’s just cloudy feelings. maybe the ocean was once a person maybe, (though it’s not.) it was loved, and happy: well till it wasn’t. no one loved it. it just wanted revenge. the morning moon is just it’s old happy self.


hi! i'm inky, a teen blogger. i don't talk much about myself, but here we go!~ i love reading, writing, drawing, painting, uhm,,, blogging, and talking. (is that a hobby?) you can check out my socials below: .WordPress .spotify- .roblox- .Pinterest- .storygraph-

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