She was destined for AtlantisA Poem by SleeplessVolcanoThe shrapnel of her exploding life barely missed my head I should have known that I can't keep all boats from crashing on the rocks I should not have been the rising tide lifting her boat I'll shed a tear, or two for as I let her go I know she'd be taking water soon and unless I want to sink too I'll have to point my rudder towards a distant happiness.
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5 Reviews Added on October 21, 2022 Last Updated on October 21, 2022 AuthorSleeplessVolcanoAbout"In the end there doesn't have to be anyone who understands you. There just has to be someone who wants to". Robert Brault Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. ~ Pablo Pica.. more..Writing
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