Sea Shore

by Mark Esteban   Jul 21, 2005


Walking along the path of loneliness
A face of tormented lies
Raging through words left unspoken
With whispers of serene silence

Sitting on the valley of emptiness
Thinking out of the blue
Longing for a feeling of tight embrace
Shatters inside within living days

Standing towards a forsaken identity
Living by chance not for a reason
Distant bounds the eternal horizon
And faded to last until it is gone

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