Want
What's the point of wanting the treasures from underneath the earth,
When if you try to reach it, it would only burn you to the core.
11/10/17
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31 Moons
PoetryOcean deep Why are you killing me? Why are you forcing me to drown in the ocean of your eyes. So deep and so wide they are. With only stepping, a single foot, I am surely to die. 11/3/17
Moon eleven
Want
What's the point of wanting the treasures from underneath the earth,
When if you try to reach it, it would only burn you to the core.
11/10/17
