An ocean--- your irises drown me
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They're washed up pastel blues that set one free;
Your lips, blood in white snow;
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Kiss me tenderly and ruin my mind: my foe
Never have I ever loved an enthralling soul
You are my constellation, my paradox, my only console.
And without you, my life would take on a toll.
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Poem made by my friend: Den
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PoetryWhere he talks about her, it and himself. Her that is majestic, Who had him peaked And it, that caused him to leap Because it, was given to him By her, like a horrible hymn. This is where, he talks about pain. -------- ~This is a compilation of po...
