He was once drowning,
Into my ocean blue eyes,
Falling deeply,
Into my heart.
But I broke him,
Made him stranded,
In the middle of the ocean,
Made him fell onto the ground,
Traumatized him.
Now he's healed,
By a nurse which I once knew,
Jealous? No.
As he'd found the perfect angel,
To protect him from his past.
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Bittersweet
PoesíaOur life consists of a few things -Happiness, Sadness, Regrets, Love, Disappointments. To me, I call them 'Bittersweet'. I started to write poems after an incident. An incident that I would never ever forget. I hope that the poem's I wrote could al...
