This boat on which she sailed
for what seemed like a night
turned into any other day
she trembled,she cried,she wailed.
She preferred the dark,
they could see her in the light
she wanted to make a mark
only this boat didn't leave any spark.
She questioned her destiny
left herself on flowing time
she sang for help,she cried for tears
only there weren't any.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
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