Poem - Black Sand by Wade Faught

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Wade Faught

Poems

- Black Sand

Black Sand
by Wade Faught

When this river runs dry
Wonder where I will go
Will I try to crawl out
Or will I stay in this hole
The black sand parades across my home
Forgotten and doomed, I stay here alone
Wonderous mountains I never even started to climb
I saw them and ran, man was I blind
I've found myself withering and rotting away
My lips are silent, I've nothing to say

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