The Ocean In November

by Andrea   Oct 28, 2003


And The Waves were crashing againt me;
And the sand was whipping at my thighs;
But I stayed until dark
what a fool, such a lark
I stayed...and I waited for you.
The night air sent chills to my spine
And there was strange shadows;
Seeming to intertwine.
"Just another", "Just a few"
Telling myself as I was cold and blue...Miserable
Waiting For You

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