In the possible day
I walk past the sea
And I see us living there
Sometimes I feel
How the wall of chalk divides us
The edge of the world
I sit and think
Lighthouse to lighthouse, would you stay?
I'm afraid of the dark
Would you leave?
It's an end to a life worth living
But only with you and I
On that possible day
I walked past the sea
And I see a lone man living there
Isolated and bitter
Never parting the sea
Instead letting it swallow him
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Author:
A piece of luggage (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
A wonderful poem of opposition between the happiness and lightness of the beginning and the dark bitterness of the end. All framed with the sea. Well done
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