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I am afraid, of the water, of not knowing Of remembering the pain Remembering the rain And how the drops kept on coming Of drowning and screaming Of missing a step and sinking Watching all my dreams Go underwater I was a child, I was her daughter I see my face, my eyes And all around me, the beautiful sky I was a girl, I was her daughter She’s in the sky, and the sky is in the water |
I love the last line. It realy is a wonderful clincher of a liner. The only advise I can give for this one would be to look over your rhyme scheme and smooth it out. As it is now, it goes: a,b,b,a,a,a,a,c,c,d,d,c,c which is a bit confusing to the reader trying to make sense of it. All in all, very nice, keep pushing it. And again, I love that last line.| Posted on 2009-01-26 00:00:00 | by I_Bleed_Ink | [ Reply to This ] | |