Paper boat drifted away.
The cold winds ever blowing,
Not noticing it's fragile state.
Unravel it's true meaning floating above the deep blue sea.
Hearing the cries of a banshee.
Memories flying as paper aeroplanes.
YOU ARE READING
ᴅᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ ᴏғ ᴏɴᴇ sᴇʟғ。
Poetry'A glance into my imagination' @lividbruisespoetry ❌Do not claim as your own❌
