Corporate Cold Waterfall

once again i need a swim (but these waters are too shallow) so i'll just lay inside 
them.
And the fishes swimming by, had to swallow all their pride. I think something in 
them died as I just laid there inside.
Cos this breeze is getting cold and this sky is getting old. Quickly, shadows wed 
and dine as the sun soon falls behind. (the time passes through the sift and 
through my hand)
I was laughing oh so near... but my dear, you could not hear. You just turned to 
her reflection and you marvelled at her mirrors. The curiosity in your awe seems 
to be my greatest flaw. For no matter if I try, i simply cant stay in your eyes.
Was it the boy or just the man who had took me by the hand? Still I could not 
understand where you were going...
Now how idly I wait, with broken glass and sandy crates; at the feet of all the 
masses- lively maddened in their state.
Thanks for lines, and wasted time... for the tragedies in mind... and in the sea i 
hope to find... the peaceful swim i had in mind.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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