The Dead Game by Susanne Leist
Tuesday, March 22, 2016
RED TIDES
The sun hides its head
While the waves rage on.
The clouds turn away
While blood rushes on.
The moon shies away
While the tides bring death.
All hide faces in vain
While the seas bring the pain.
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