I am sailing away taking in the rawness of the air that chokes my lungs
The thrust of mighty waves brings my vessel further ahead in a direction
that i have left to chance
gloved with folded arms like a bird perched to rest
While the heat from burnt bridges still warm against my back
A pile salt i`ll be, should i look back.
Another milestone is not too far away, everytime my heart breaks
no grace is enough to give me a peace of mind
No more will i need to care. i`ll just have to set my eyes beyond
a horizon till the sun comes up to kill the rawness of the air
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1 comment:
I like this a whole lot!
the rhythm, the imagery, good job!
not just a pretty voice are you. :P
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