September 06, 2004

The Beach (2)

I wish I can go there now,
So I can get all this pain off my chest,
There’s a lot on my mind,
That I want to get out, so I can rest

I just love walking along its shores,
And looking into its salty waters,
While smelling it’s air


I hate having a heart that’s torn,
And not being able to talk to someone who can understand,
And not knowing that a friend still cares

If I ever get there,
I’ll just sit there on the ground,
And gaze into the horizon,

Until the Sun goes down

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