As deep waters call,
They prepare to fall.
Unless there comes a raft their way,
They will be lost, in a world farther away.
But none came
And the waters weren't tame.
They went deep down, holding hands
Just the way they'd come, they go - holding hands.
A sister and a brother
No one could save
In death, together,
Their path they pave.
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No Goodbyes To You
Poetry14 short/long poems that I wrote. Some are about the way I feel, and some are about the characters I love.
