My Feet Are Bare Again

My feet are bare again
Like they were when I started
Life feels so different when you’re on your toes
It’s not even cold when your sun heats my sand
Until the water creeps up and washes my fabled city away
You were the king of this castle
Til I kicked it away with my foot
Don’t you see how easy it is to disintegrate?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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