MOONTRAP: A collection of English Poems

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that we made to each other
before every sip

of love we ever took,

But then we broke

each one of them,

like wild wooden sticks

and Oh girl,

Wasn't it fun

to see the sandcastle of

our heart's love

to be swept away

by the ocean of tears

so fierce n' so strong

in nature,

and yet so weak

and lifeless

that we couldn't even stop

each other from walking out

of the paradise

we always thought would

remain a 

paradise.

~ A u g u s t