Nobody saw her, the dead one, but still she lay moaning, i was much further out than you thought, and not waving but drowning....
And i hear the rain,
and i feel the chill,
and im standing free,
against my will....
And im screaming to loud,
while im falling apart,
while there breathing for you,
and pumping your heart....
Now im fooling myself,
and refusing to cry,
why you fuckin gave up,
and let yourself die....
Now im watching to close and i worry to much,and another day rolls by,
Your moving to fast while your letting it go and another day rolls by....
Im grabbing to close,
while im holding to tight,
while your turning so blue,
and losnig lifes fight....
Because nobody noticed it was to cold always,
still the dead one lay moaning,
i was to far out all my life,
and not waving but drowning....
By Sara
Comments
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wow
amazing write.. really good flow

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wow
I knew when I picked your poems to read that I would be in for some good ones I think I'll keep reading thanks for the good read

