friends,
are we really friends?
the wind blew the red,
leaves from lush to bleeding green.
end,
maybe this is the end,
of hoping a fire started,
but nowhere to be seen.
"are we friends?"
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Misty Sea | Poems
RandomAnother tear fell from her eyes and it joined the trillion tears in the sea. Then, she jumped into the sea. Under the sea, she tried to find and catch her old tears but it wasn't found. Suddenly, she realized that she was already in a pool of tears...
