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The Sea

April 30, 2010
By NicoleLucia PLATINUM, Haverhill, Massachusetts
NicoleLucia PLATINUM, Haverhill, Massachusetts
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Woman, you rock me
like a swift and salty wave rocks me.
God, I am a boat, aren't I?
Always on top of the sea, with no idea whats going on below.
Don't rock me like that, rock me hard, rock me strong.
Send me tumbling overboard,
be a rock and let me crash into you,
capsize me and show me your world,
because mine is turning a nauseous shade of aquamarine and my legs are starting to wobble.
My momma used to rock me in my crib,
I used to rock myself on a wooden horse,
but the Trojans never came out of it,
nothing ever changes.
Woman, change me, move me, rock me.
Tip me balls over back and show me what it is to breath water instead of air.

The author's comments:
Well, she already does rock me, so, you know.

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