Resting
Silent laughter in my ear
Something only i can here
The sun's warmth seems so cold
As i sit here growing old
Life has come all to fast
Into its Turbulent waves i am cast
Beginning to drown i try to grasp
the moments i have let pass
Down down down
It seems my fate is top drown
But then a warm hand grasps mine
How his smile does shine
Feels so good to be near
Sitting without fear
The sun's warmth is no longer cold
Sitting, never getting old
whee
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