I was dropped from the highest roof.
No parachute
I thought
"What the fuck am I supposed to do?
I had no clue.
All I have is a foggy view.
That was the moment I knew
All my days would be blue.
But wait...
Maybe something would change.
Maybe I wasn't meant to go down this way.
Maybe you were the reason I was dropped here in the first place.
The universe knew I'd get lost in your priceless face.
The way you move is like a thunderstorm.
The way you breathe could make me warm.
They way your eyes
Blue like the sky.
Blue like the sea.
Represent how you could rain over me.
All the danger that I came from and all the danger ahead.
When I know love is a ruthless game.
I still chose to stand and play.
Because even though you are a hurricane.
I would still run to you.
Over and over again.
A million times again.
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End of Act I
Act II: The Hurting drops July 18th along with three new poems.
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-Víctor
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February Ashes
Poetry❝From an everlasting flame, to a pile of ashes in the forest❞ A bunch of poems about how he met, fell in love with, desired, missed, broke, was broken by, hated, lost and got over the deepest love he ever felt. most impressive rank: #1 in poems.
