The
web of shadows
The
reflection on the water
The
muddy crying water came
Capturing
souls and drowning properties
Some
parents never told their children
They
allowed them to play on the tides
The
tragedies of lost souls they forgot
The
innocent children would fall prey
The
strong undercurrent
On
the surface it might look calm
The
web of deception of crying water
Better
evacuate before it was too late
The
web of strings
The
flooding would claim
It
didn't make any distinction
Once
you fell it made a mark
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