so weak
The cold breeze
Makes it way
To the ocean
Mixing with the
Waves and water
The sky is giving
Forehead kisses
To the ocean
Before it finally
Makes its way
In its arms
The sky is clear
The birds are returning
To their home back
And here I am standing
At the shore, with the
Last letter in my hand
The sand with the waves makes
It's way to my feet
As I what ones called my home
Makes me feel
O so sick
Oh my dear how shall I wait
Come get me
I feel so weak
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Makes it way
To the ocean
Mixing with the
Waves and water
The sky is giving
Forehead kisses
To the ocean
Before it finally
Makes its way
In its arms
The sky is clear
The birds are returning
To their home back
And here I am standing
At the shore, with the
Last letter in my hand
The sand with the waves makes
It's way to my feet
As I what ones called my home
Makes me feel
O so sick
Oh my dear how shall I wait
Come get me
I feel so weak
© All rights reserved_Frankster 31