Rains come out of her eyes
overflow
her heart.
With her two tiny feet,
she walks further from the ocean
as she had been pushed away.
Watch her, now she stands
while staring straight to the cloudy sky
Watch her, she sits
while holding her own hands
Watch her.
she tries to be strong
like she always be or maybe she just faking it.
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Love in the Waves
PoetryPoems about my tragic love story. Loving someone is like to be in an ocean. We never know what will happen next. Imagine you are in the ocean, now. You're going to drown in and it breaks you. ((I described a boy as an ocean if you are wondering))
