Thursday, September 04, 2014

HIGH SEAS

Pages have been moistened
With the tears of my choices
Keeping life on a string
To Independence I cling
Not with strength from muscle and sinew
But rather a limb that my heart grew
Which reaches out to grab a hold
Of this ship, but like a captain, bold,
In stormy seas soon comes to learn
The more he struggles, the less she turns.

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