U p r o a r
It's quiet here
The ripples play
With my feet
Coming in waves
They touch my soul
Reminding me of the love
You poured for me
Last winter,
You and I
Sat right here
Holding onto each other
Where I sit all alone
Today,
Its quiet here
Yet my heart's at
An U p r o a r.
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