It began with a Hi,
Yet when it stopped, we were still strangers
I fell for your trap,
Hidden inside a smile
You told me of things,
We would do if we weren't so far
Yet as I fell in love with you,
I realized what I fell into
But I'm crawling out,
Into the arms of sun,
Meaning every word I said,
But the hardest thing about,
The sun burns the words,
Like a river on fire.
The Week Ended With You
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Up Here We Drown.- A Collection
PoetryA collection of late night thoughts covered with meaningless metaphors.
