On this island in the universe,
I feel alone and desolate.
A broken heart is like a broken seashell,
It can't be repaired and nobody wants it for their collection.
A love so long ago lost,
I begin to doubt if she will ever return
Her heart now wonders the shores of another ocean,
A new wave touches her soul,
And a new air fills her heart.
On this island in the universe,
I feel alone and desolate.
The waters pick up my broken pieces.
For awhile I float,
In time I sink to the dark abyss.
No one can travel to pull me up.
The pressure pulverizes my pieces,
I become the sand,
Just a tiny grain to her,
Forever looked past.....
-by Courtney Parwin.
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