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Sitting at low tide amongst the creatures of the world underneath my lungs Staring into the unbreaking blackness of the air hung in smoke My eyes a lighthouse that gaze into the unknown reality
Trapped in my own tempest You guided Becoming my hope to safeness I sailed Turning my darkness to light I travel
In the desert I call home, I am drowning in a sea of pain, Waves of bruises and death pushing me back and forth, Creating a new barrier with every blow,
you broke me broken inside I now am you touched me in places others can not reach my mind places I did not want the world to see you told me to let you in the light house
Lit in the lighthouse Is a light burning brightly. A path is shown to you
Ach, oh my Lord, how do you see my days? Are they hollow or full? -- I look floundering through haze. Yet seeking, I'm steadied by unceasing love. Softly, I'm certain, you'll chart out my path,
I A house Count down the days until she leaves. Day 200: She stuffs me with her pie recipes Old family photos
The cross-hatched crevasses,
I wish to take her atop a lighthouse,
And still the sea beckoned washings it’s salty brine over my feet trapping them for good I would be the lighthouse the beacon in the night the light guiding shipwrecks to their watery graves below
Listen O' ye weary traveler To my tale of Love and Death. This life is a cruel mistress,
We all search for that lighthouse When we're hopeless, in need of direction, it's not there. When you close your eyes and imagine, you can see the light. You find it.
Since the day you were born You stood proud and tall Living each day Not afraid of the fall You help others in need Without a second thought Your kind words and embrace
In the sea on boats Watch for lights in the ocean Rocks is what they warn
A ship was caught on the sea one night, Caught in a massive storm. It was as if it were fighting a big fight. Almost no one could cease to mourn.
Waves crash, the fire lash, the lighthouse is burning down. And it seems, like people scream, but it's just the wind, howling all around.