You were the ocean,
slamming and crashing into me,
day after day,
minute after minute,
and I was unable to stop it.
I was the rocks.
I was whole at first,
but you kept chipping at me,
until I became nothing but pebbles,
scattered on the ground,
unable to become whole again.
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Poetry, Quotes, and Ramblings
PoesíaA book where I upload my poetry, quotes, and some ramblings. Thanks to @AmberLJConard for the great cover! Rankings: #221 on 11/4/17 #350 on 11/24/17 #309 on 11/25/17 #308 on 11/26/17 #519 on 11/27/17 #359 on 11/29/17 #855 on 11/30/1...