There is a friend of mine who swims at the bottom of the ocean,
Sometimes I even want to join him,
What little it means to him
but means to me,
to be encompassed by the sea
To lose all control
of the sails
piece by piece
of myself
of my world
of everything
and fall apart
Sunday, May 3, 2009
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