And I hope someday you'll wake up
And just finally understand
That when you see your friend is drowning
You don't suntan in the sand
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Poems to Leave Streaks of Ink
PoetryAnd I'd rage at the monsters, But that's the task of fools, Who cannot bring themselves to know, Monsters are humans' tools... I write poems like this, just usually longer...feel free to give some of them a read:)
In the Sand
And I hope someday you'll wake up
And just finally understand
That when you see your friend is drowning
You don't suntan in the sand
