Sunday, August 24, 2008

The sands...

Never wanted to walk this sunset alone,
Never to walk roads that stretch so long,
What if choices were made in heaven,
On this cold beach you and me along.

What the winds blow to this shore,
We dream not to the day that dawns,
But of this night that grows so long,
I keep but memories to walk alone.

Incomplete..WIP
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