Truth be told

this life, growing old

the ins and outs, the daily grind

just cant find the time

to be, you and me.

Swallowing the salt water

numbing the pain

wasted hours, time unquenchable

watching the waves

lullaby, sweet serenity.

So, the road

it travels on

tearing through trees

building higher, than ever

seeking eternity.

The fountain, holds youth

water so refreshing

even earth, surprised

gently closes it’s eyes

and says goodbye.


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