Silent are the waves after a Hurricane
Gone are the days when we were insane.
Now quite like a sea but got alot to say
Clouds whispering and the sky turns black
Heart wasn't dark, wasn't made of stone before
No starts anymore whole sky's blank
Ships don't sail here relation just a question
Doesn't sail too far sinks too fast
Trust too breaks not only the HeartPS: ships and relation refers to relationship.
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Unspoken
PoetryWords that are not spoken. Some by choice, some by Life and some by you.