I once got sank into the sea,
I have explored the dark depths of the beautiful sea.
But then I swam my way to be free,
Only to found a person waiting for me.
He was waiting for a rescue.
He was crying in the midst of the hue.
It gave me the cue,
I should help, even just a few.
Yet it introduces me to a new,
a new dark depths in the land of hue.
I have made a path to the safe.
But who knows I'll be carrying a strange man in a fragile case?
I am screaming in my mind
I need to help him find,
his purpose,
his own path,
his own train to his paradise.
But who knows I will be willing to be his guide?
I didn't know how I became his ride.
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Those Eyes
PoetryI once got sank into the sea, I have explored the dark depths of the beautiful sea. But then I swam my way to be free, Only to found a person waiting for me. He was waiting for a rescue. He was crying in the midst of the hue. It gave me the cue, I...