Swim
June 4, 2009 I can not survive in his ocean The waves and current have taken me under Slowly drowning Don’t want him to be the death of me Write my soul off Sending it to Heaven’s door If I stay, then I’d fight for my life If I go, he’ll reach for me and grab hold of my heart So what is there to do When either way, I’m destined to be taken by his wrath?
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Jenee
SIMPLY PUT: I am an Artist! In every aspect, or atleast I'd like to think so. I love the arts...of any kind. It began with poetry and then expanded to a world unknown. "If you would not be forgotten, either write things worth reading or do...
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