The Sea
Birds flying over head
Waves lapping at my feet,
The breeze blows in my face
The smell of the sea in the air.
I sit back and think.
To all I’ve seen,
To all I’ve done.
The good and the bad
The right and the wrong.
To all I’ve had
To all I’ve lost.
The ones I love
The ones I hate.
I start to laugh,
I start to cry,
There is nothing left
In this life.
It’s time to go
It’s time to let go
I give my life to u
I give my life to the sea.
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