Thursday, March 27, 2008


Runnin down a stranger’s street
Late for something I cannot remember
There was a comet in my childhood
Now I’m just a woman under a streetlight
Losin my magic
Losin my voice
Wonderin who’s screamin from the sidelines
I’m watchin the sea erode my footsteps
Not able to admit that
I feel betrayed by what I loved
My floating ocean solace
is far away.
But the reoccurring salty waves
Can you feel it in the breeze?
How can I see his eyes
How can he see my eyes
And not see me.

Lyndsi Shae

2:29 aM

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