I want to,
I want to be
crossed over
by waves of red water
crashing into shores
of midwinter's summer
and you'll know when it is done
while others are ran over
you ran me over
you keep running
I want to,
I want to be
build up taller
like a light house
calling out
come home
all you sailors
lost in waves
of red water
for I will be a port
I will be a chest
for all your memories
and dreams
just if I can be seen
Sunday, September 13, 2009
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