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I hear the roaring of the waves, Washing upon the shore, Washing the sand of my footprints, The dreams that are no more. I feel the coldness of its waters, The cool mist upon my face, My body shutters at the feelings, Of loneliness I embrace. My mind runs deeply in confusion, While my heart overflows with despair, All though I try to forget the past, I feel its presence everywhere. And though I sleep at night, My mind does seldom ever rest, My fears invade my dreams, Putting my sanity to the test. I look out across the ocean, Boundless though it seems, Its restlessness reminds me of, My many troubled dreams. In the sand I leave my footprints, My only mark upon this world, Til the ocean finally washes them away, Making me only a memory of yesterday.
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Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 10:33 PM UTC
Foot Prints
I hear the roaring of the waves, Washing upon the shore, Washing the sand of my footprints, The dreams that are no more. I feel the coldness of its waters, The cool mist upon my face, My body shutters at the feelings, Of loneliness I embrace. My mind runs deeply in confusion, While my heart overflows with despair, All though I try to forget the past, I feel its presence everywhere. And though I sleep at night, My mind does seldom ever rest, My fears invade my dreams, Putting my sanity to the test. I look out across the ocean, Boundless though it seems, Its restlessness reminds me of, My many troubled dreams. In the sand I leave my footprints, My only mark upon this world, Til the ocean finally washes them away, Making me only a memory of yesterday.
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Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 10:33 PM UTC
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