"Your blue eyes intimidate me.
but I like it.
I'm crazy for it.
Its like staring into an endless ocean and fearing that you'll drown of you stare any longer."
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Forsaking My End
PoésieWords that are splashed with colors, sadness, tranquility, unreality, and expectations. Don't you sometimes feel lonely? As if no one understands you. As if you're drowning but there's no one to save you? If yes, then grab this collection of poems...
