and if only
i know that
it's not just
the ocean that
has waves,
then i should
scrape your
hands so it
doesn't dupli
cate what the
ocean does:
w a v e s
for it drown
me to hell
seeing you
w a v e your
arms for the
last time.
—tidal.
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Seasons And Reasons
PoetrySeasons and Reasons: a collection of prose and poetry. written by manong_nulat Genre: Love, Romance, Young-Adult, Poetry, Prose. All Rights Reserved 2021©
