that night.A Poem by brianna vegawe sat there in the sand the wind was heavy with the conversation in our minds and dreams that were kept secret the beach water glittered back the reflections of our former selves and i could hear my lost voice screaming and raging in the sound of the crashing water my old songs were raging with passion in the wind and you took my hand and danced and our untold conversation was heavy in the air everything was dark but i could feel the water there screaming with my lost voice and you took my hand and we danced. © 2008 brianna vega |
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Added on September 22, 2008 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAboutThings have changed like the singing of rain Once soft Now pouring Soaking Softening Changing more.. |

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