His eyes were of the sky,
And he wasn't afraid of drowning.
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His smiles was not a weary traveler,
Only reached his crescent moon.
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He got nothingness,
And yet cherished everything in there.
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He suffocated in the bones and skin,
It was heavier to dive deep in water.
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He was the kind of person,
You want to let go.
Holding him meant,
Losing yourself.
-m.sasan
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:) :)
YOU ARE READING
Crumpled words for you.
PoetryA bunch of quotes that you've never read. Many wrote them, tore them apart and crumpled them. They have lied on floor many times but today they've to written down. All the work is original. Let's begin. Sphinx (msasan)
