the sun is good untill it starts burning
the ocean is calming ,
until you start drowning..
your love is sweet,
until your mood starts changing
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The Voice of My Silence
PoetryThe words that he spat germinated and grew into the tree that overshadowed him What goes around.. From the author: vote and comment if you like what you see
Mood
the sun is good untill it starts burning
the ocean is calming ,
until you start drowning..
your love is sweet,
until your mood starts changing
