Tearless Sea

July 8, 2009
By Simplygraceful GOLD, Omaha, Nebraska
Simplygraceful GOLD, Omaha, Nebraska
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I writing these words
With shaking hands
Drowning in a tearless sea
You wouldn't understand

I'm broken and blinded
By the scorching sun
While you stand there
And have your fun

You trace my footsteps
From here to there
Wherever I go
You follow me everywhere

Whenever I see you
You make me choke
Its like I'm dying;
Dying of hope

The silver light
Within your eyes
Remind me of someone
I despise

The walls I built
Are too strong for me
You keep coming back
While I'm drowning in my tearless sea



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