His voice washed over me, like a warm bath, a comforting sound.
Then, pulled me under and my life slipped away, as I began to drown.
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The Depth of Two ·•° | P O E T R Y |°•·
PoetryAlthough the amount of "2" is a small number, the true depth of it is often missed. With just 2 wheels, we could balance & travel for miles. There are only 2 natural lights in which we see every day; the sun and the moon. It takes only 2 people to...
Drowning In His Voice
His voice washed over me, like a warm bath, a comforting sound.
Then, pulled me under and my life slipped away, as I began to drown.
