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SHORELESS SEA

What angel guards behind her back
to help her in her need?
Lucifer of spirit black
from whom she's never freed.

She walked a land of blinded hope,
though deep inside she knew,
love written there was beyond scope
of all that fate would do.

And all the world of love she made,
was only her pretend
to try and fill the need that bade,
a lover and a friend.

Now two worlds are reality
she cannot pull apart,
no shelter in her fantasy,
no living in her art.

The heart of her so filled with care,
the dreams she used to write,
the hope she had for bonded pair,
have vanished in day's night.

And coffin only fills her dreams,
an empty box of black,
and endless crying mindless screams,
won't bring her mother back.

Today is like the day before,
tomorrow she can see,
there's nothing for her anymore,
no place that she should be.

What can she offer anyone,
what dreaming lies ahead?
Her past a future left undone,
tomorrow's walking dead.

So filled with need that will not end,
from which she's never free,
a blackness which she cannot fend,
she's empty shoreless sea.

In dark she's lost the need to live,
but has no will to die,
nothing's all she has to give,
except the tears she cries.

And so each night she prays for rest,
and hopes she will not wake,
and every day that is her quest,
the final step she'll take.©
RAC 6-99

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