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Writer's pictureEvelyn Creon

Sweet Death


The women of the sea

Are all of different colors.

They are adorned with beauty

Like none other.


They sing and dance

With their tails that sparkle in the sun.

As they search for lost souls

Fated to the sea.


They bury each one found

Beneath the ocean floor.

After they adorn the bodies

With the beauties of the sea.


To every soul they bury

They sing the same ol' song,

"Sweet death, my darlin' sailor

Your sail is over, done.

You shall forever rest in peace

Until the judgement comes.

Sweet death, my darlin' sailor."

written by Evelyn Creon


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