where's my rescue team

June 10, 2009
if you want me to lay here and pretend,
run through my head and comprehend.
all those things i thought you knew.
find these clues, i'll throw them in the deep for you.
at first i wanted you to understand,
but i guess you organized my better plan.
drawing on the earths gold sand,
a handprint washed up to my lost hand.
never enough but always too much.
where were you when the stars fell through,
when i was honestly waiting for you.

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