The Poet's Death
Monday, September 15, 2008
A sailor's letter home
If i was lost at sea with no hope in sight,
I'd send a message in a botle addressed to you.
And the simple note would read "I love you."
In my fleeting moments it would be your face, your memory on my mind.
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