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by Helen Mar 17, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I stand here at the very edge Feeling that salty breeze Hearing the soft moaning Of the wind in the trees Way down below me I see waves upon the shore Yet I feel no fear This is what I came here for The wind brushes my face Like a gentle touch and it comes back to me All of those times when pain struck my heart All of these painful memories I want to close my eyes And make everything better but when my eyes flash open All of the pain, I still remember The wind calls my name In a soft, entrancing voice I want to follow the wind Like I do not have a choice Let the wind take me away Somewhere where they can't get me Let the waves wash me to the shore Of an everlasting ecstasy Written by: helen Gutierrez
by Becx
Wow i like this its good 5/5