you were the little ship
riding abroad of the stream of
my tears. you rowed your boat
down a stream of sadness
and pain. you got off aboard because
you felt bad.
but it was too late.
you have already gotten to
your destination
your one way ticket
to my heart.
ESTÁ A LER
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Poesiaa collection of poems i made throughout my teenage years and every moment i felt with the boy i thought i once gave my heart to. • • • • previously known as blurry eyes
