Written by Kim Buchanan
The steady beating rhythm,
of the wind against my brain.
Broken windows flying open,
as the lightening stumbles in.
The walls are crashing down around me,
and the rain is coming in.
The waves are crashing harder,
sandcastles caving in.
The effort that created,
this dream came to an end.
The walls are crashing down around me,
and the rain is coming in.
The walls are crashing down around me,
and the rain is coming in.
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August 22, 2007 08:02 PM
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