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The Sand and the Tide

Poetry By: Arabella
Poetry



Who am I? Who will I be? type of poem


Submitted:Apr 22, 2011    Reads: 40    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


I sit here, Wondering what it can mean to be. I sit here. Wondering what it is you want form me. I have nothing to offer but my life. Nothing to give not even strife. You have given me all I could ever need, And yet I still pay no heed. I ask and get answered. No one ever said it would be this hard . I hear the whisper of your spirit, Somewhere deep inside, And yet my awareness is only at half. It makes me so angry I want to hide. Sand never washes away the tide.




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