Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Titanic

It sits alone at the bottom of the sea


No one to disturb it, so let it be


Alone it has been for far too long


It needs to be free, to be strong


Wanting to sail over the ocean


Is just a dream, an emotion


Feeling the wind through the sails


Brings back the fatal cries and wails


The misfortune was long ago told


But to it, the fatal night will never grow old


When it sank and dropped to the ocean floor


The feeling of lonliness started coming more


All it has is just one small dream


To be heard again, to be seen


But the more it dreams, it doesn't come true


So here it will remain, in the cold water of blue

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