Watery Grave

by Andrea   Jun 16, 2006


The waves are crashing down; I'm slowly drifting away without a sound.
I'm screaming your name but you don't hear me, I'm longing for a fresh breath to set me free. I'm watching the surface drift away I'm going further down which is where I'll stay. You sit and you stare at my watery grave this would have never happened if you had stayed.

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