Why are you doing this to me, where are you going
You said you’d love me forever and now I can’t find you
I catch a glimpse of you but you get away
I feel your near me but I can’t touch you
I’m told I’ve done something but I don’t know what
I have to find you, to change your mind…
But your gone
I wake with tears in my eyes and I’m mad at you
You have no idea why
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It was all about the view
Thomas boarded his ship, yes, it was his. He spent a little over two years doing nothing but thinking of every detail and dreaming of this very day. The day when his life’s work would finally be reviled to the world. He knew every inch of this 882-foot ship, inside and out. He knew it took 825 tons of coal per day to fuel the 3 engines. And that it could go an impressive 23 knots but the Titanic wasn’t built for speed, she was built for comfort.
By Natalie Lowes4 years ago in Fiction
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