When my fight is in vain
On a heavy day
I would take the train
Come to Helen's Bay
Dig my fingers deep
Into flowing sand
With the winds I'll weep
Wait for tears to end
I have lost my way
And my heart is hollow
For a while I'll stay
Watching waves, then follow
Swap the blood, that boils
For the salt in veins
Leave the love, that spoils
Take away the pains
With the highest tide
I will go inside
I will see the sky
I will lip Goodbye.
Helen s Bay
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This is so beautiful. Love your imagery.
The opening clause misses a verb. Other than that it'd be perfect.
Best,
Dina
Беляева Дина 13.01.2009 21:55 • Заявить о нарушении
The opening clause misses a verb. Other than that it'd be perfect.
Best,
Dina
Беляева Дина 13.01.2009 21:55 • Заявить о нарушении