Anyways, here is a poem by Rebecca Honea...but not me. I was not aware that there was another one of me around. But, Rebecca, I appreciate you.
Somewhere
Somewhere along the horizon, way behond the sea,east of
Where the sun sets,west of where it will be, this is where
Ill wait for you, on some forgotton plaine,lost amongst your
Memory like a teardrop in the rain.
1 comment:
That poem sounds like something you might have written in high school. I'm not convinced you didn't write it...
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