Thursday, August 16, 2012

In A Rough..

after all of the years,
living in this ship,
I've never thought that it would sink,
and making a mess out of me...

now this shipwreck is blocking my path,
making what's beyond me become dark,
and I know I need to move on,
before I run out of air...

I'll tear those shattered pieces,
even if I know that my hands would bleed,
but I will keep going on even if it'll dry me out,
coz in the end it will heal and I'll be moving on...

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