My shoulders have grown to be strong;
more the better for my wings.
I get deep.
It was time to let me go, both Margo and my Job. Now I return to the sea, staying afloat, flowing, hoping to wash up on some crystal shore.
If you are going through troubled waters, do not sink, indeed there is land on the other side.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Who?
- Dre
- Los Angeles, CA, United States
No comments:
Post a Comment