let my feet run through this infested beach
with these dirty gray waters staring at me,
warning me,but I have no clue
that i will diminish
just like this ocean that use to be blue
Let danger walk behind me,
for I'm not ashamed to die
with the glimpses of a carnival irritate my eye.
Just let me inhale this pollution
and allow me to search for my sweet memories and
god given solution that are lost in the abyss
of whats curled up in my fist.
let me find my father, while I'm here
cause i remember he left his little princess,
and just left behind a map, for me to trace you
...when i get the chance
Let my colombian hair,
find a way out of it's
suffocating bun,
because I stand still.
My body frozen and stunned of how I got here.
The same place of my ancient happy family stood
Where our smiles made it's prints in the sand.
Where we stood like soldiers, hand in hand.
I was then just a baby
and now I'm at the same place
and now..
it's just me
a broken down "lady"
Saturday, September 26, 2009
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