Lost in the ocean blue
Where the water is wide
floating on the ocean green
Sacred of what’s underneath and never to be seen
Her hips move her through the water
A world of colours underneath
Pinks, Oranges, Reds and Yellows
You stole her colours, you thief
Now she’ll never feel as though she fits in
You’ve separated her from the beautiful
And she’ll never be the same again
But you didn’t know that colours grow back and she’ll be more than just your fool
She's a mermaid;
Seaweed for hair
Long slender arms
And scales reflecting everyone else's colours
Lost in the ocean blue
Where the water is wide
floating on the ocean green
Scared of going under and to again, never be seen
About the Creator
Grace Kent
Hi, I’m Grace, I am trying to be more confident in my writing, but how can I unless I share?
Writing has been a passion of mine for a long time and it’s taking some guts for me to put it out there, but I’m excited.
I hope you enjoy my work!
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