Thoughts that she,
Cannot unthink.
A life that she,
Cannot unlive.
Skipping stones,
to watch them sink,
She envies how easily it sinks.
Sorrow wraps her,
Like a scarf,
Waiting for a small reprieve-,
Falling in & out of love.
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*A\N:i was thinking for ideas but can't think of any so I ended up staring at this birds that were playing in a puddle as it stopped raining.... Somehow I got this idea...I hope u liked it~❤😘💞
Reprieve in the poem means temporary relief.
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ᴘᴏᴇᴍs ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʟɪғᴇ~ (#Wattys2018)ʕ•ﻌ•ʔ
Poetry*ᴀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ*~~ ~•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•||•|•|•|•|•|•|•|~ ''ᏔᎡᏆᎢᎢᎬN ᏴY ᎷᎬ'' (>‿<✿)
