We search for the feelings that will destroy us.
Like,
Winter are blue
Summer are red
As the seasons change,
So do you..
I know her
She was that lady.
Fine lady with an arrow on her shoulders.
An arrow that looks like a pair of broken wings.
Her heart as deep as the ocean
When she touching others,
They either drown away or
Become ocean too
She was a warrior,
She was like you, like me
She was just me..
She have had given the past so many thoughts..
Her future will be outdated,
Her future is freez
Her future is goes by..
The Moon and Her 1.0
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The Moon and Her 1.0
PoetryMy first poetry collection, written with all of my heart for the bravest soul out there.. Broken isn't bad, broken is a poetry.. Note : credit for all amazing pictures @broken_isnt_bad @henn_kim I wrote poem for those pictures..
