One must go on working, and one must have patience...
"one must go on working,
and one must have patience",
and i won't tell myself again!
i will be mush at the end.
i won't be much more than good for nothing.
you'll lie to me, though, tell me it's nothing baby,
then touch me.
can you feel my heart through my chest?
does it sink?
think, drink, think, drink, think...
beach.
beach it and forget it.
wade in the waves, wade in the waves.
wade and wade and wade, and wadddee, and waiiiid,
and wait.
This poem was written by Brittany on Jun 28, 2008.
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