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save me

drop me in the sand
take the magic hand
i was once alone

put me in my place
save my fallen grace
let me go unshown

i dance inside your eyes
little devils lies
hours go unowned

where i once was
where i should be

castles made of sand
kings wont understand
i cant breath alone

empires in the cloudes
peasents wont be found
neither now or then

save me, i am dieing in my living room
and falling in the rising tide

save me please
— washing tears, Jun 18, 2009

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Region, Country: sandusky, ohio, USA

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bjp

16 years 11 months ago

Dear Washing Tears,

You have an eye for commentary and an affection for satire. It is, of course, relevant and readable. I have not gone back to check. Would I be wrong to conclude this a notable genre? Brian
washing tears

washing tears

16 years 11 months ago

not at all. you can qualify

not at all. you can qualify anything as a genre these days, diversity has found its way into writting. i appreciate your comment and the time you spent reading! thankyou -with what love could be- WT
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Blackcatatheart

16 years 9 months ago

I like the line “little

I like the line "little devils lies," it comes with a definite image.