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Always Sand
Waste land of sand
With an ever hoarse wind
Along thoughts of nothing that ever lives
For the dawn...
No air to breath and,
Only clouds of death so thinned
That nothing ever lives...
On what was once an ocean drawn
Life drained from the land
Like sand through my hands,
That never did give.
Never again will I see the next dawn.
- by ZainieRainyday |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/19/2009 |
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Captain Bubbly Blues - 01/04/2010
- wow i really like that
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- LoveisSilent - 06/21/2009
- deep
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- arisenfey111 - 06/20/2009
- Ohh I like lotts.
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