Sunday, August 28, 2005

To Nowhere

Nothing is ever simple,
As our lives drift to nowhere.
Tattered and torn,
We try to reach the shore
Beaten and bruised
We dream of a better place.
But there is no dock
To keep us there
There is no light
To let us see
There is no shelter
To keep us dry.
As we float away.
To nowhere.
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