Ocean Floor

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Ocean Floor

Once again I’m blown aside

Came in with the wind, put out with the tide

It was fun while it lasted

I’ve no regrets; I take it all in stride

It grew, blossomed, withered and died

Leaving nothing but the memories

And the tears shed inside

 

Once again I begin anew

Starting over a million times too few

It would’ve been fun had it lasted

My only regret, I shot too wide

So I tripped, fell and broke my heart in two

Should’ve held onto love and let go of pride

Now all that’s left – the feelings I have to hide

 

I’ve kept it all inside, sealed and locked away

Stilled my mind, numbed my heart, to make it all go away

The past is a haunting troubling truth, I cannot stay

But I won’t look back to regret yesterday…

I won’t take a chance, or even take a glance

…When I’ve already been handed tomorrow

 

 

© 25th Dec 2004

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Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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