We held each other through the waves of time
Two brothers: Noah and me As the tendrils of the sea grasped our bodies We hiccuped and sand fell out Littering the ground with love Thriving in the midst of chaos We decided then, That day in the ocean, No matter what, We had each other And It wasn’t fair It wasn’t right It shouldn’t be Just us But it was And We clutched each other’s hands As the abyss shrouded ourselves Until the sun rose over the waves
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There is something I miss
About sitting on that swing My feet in the air As I tremble just a bit, Which is quite a feat, Not because of fear But because I am flying And I can’t find fear With the world beneath my feet Suddenly breaking into bits The wind in my ear Just Wendy on a swing And that’s something I miss Sun, I leap toward
Sand, stinging bare feet Harshly, shoved to the Side, where jeering Crowds, twinkle with Hope, for...for...for a Win, for their Favorite, sky glimmering Above, so bright and Beautiful, bird rises from the Ground, where I pant a Rhythm, echoes from the Feet, of racers before me yearning for a Victory, I already have as I face the Sun |
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