wrecked
by becs
Posted: Sunday, May 18, 2003 Word Count: 33 |
Looking out from an ill-fated vessel,
our future marked out on water
is destined to end too soon.
The last thing a drowning man sees is the sea,
all I see is you.
our future marked out on water
is destined to end too soon.
The last thing a drowning man sees is the sea,
all I see is you.