rusted metal shell.....
holds its desolate beauty
still...
like the footprints
of long lost
lovers....
hear their soft echo....
like the
fragile
bittersweetness
of a
freshly broken
heart.....
hear
its
anguished
wail
in the cry
of the gulls..
as they dive
and swoop...
they
cry to me....
that
it's
only
survival
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