the rise of the wave
the fall of the land
wash away
the pillars and the foundation
of everything that held me together
now in this
building back up
nothing more than sand
so i dig myself a hole
and wait for the rising of the tide
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1 comment:
haha too funny, i actually wrote something [different, but] along the same lines as this in my "blog" not even five minutes ago.
really really creepy *lol* but i guess water and the like is a common thing to use as a metaphor.
-nikki
(and i only saw your blog, because you recently posted something on facebook, and i was thinking "who the heck is this yola person??" )
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