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Feb 2016
I hear the roar of the ocean
As the waves crash upon the shore
Dashing every hope and dream upon the the rocks' fatal jaw

Slashing through my every thought
And drowning out my screams
As the salty spray quenches my soul of all its heveanly dreams

The sand rubs against my skin until it rubs it raw
It causes me to weep and bleed and still it gives me more

Tossed and thrown about by the storm
As night descends like a shadowy beast
I tell my self to just hold on
Until the morning brings me peace

And when at last the morning dawns
And when at last the deadly wind ceases
I'm left stranded on the shores
Left to gather up the broken pieces

Every shatter torn up dream
Every broken bit of my past
To mend and salvage what I can
And make a future that will last

As I tend my wounds I look to the east
A new sun rises where the old can't cope
And a feeling starts building inside me
As at last I see the hope
Gracie Knoll
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Gracie Knoll
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