The lake

by Cierra   Jan 19, 2009


Like water in my hands slowly losing grip
wondering how i let this one slip
like ripples in the water stretching through the sea
slowly making it's way away from me
like the sun reflecting off the lake
not knowing how much time it will take
like fish swimming so peacefully
maybe you'll find your way back to me

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