If the ocean was a woman ,
Would she cry?
Would she capture the stars,
To put starlight in her eyes.
And when the time came,
Would her heart be captured like no other?
Would her lips be sealed?
Her heart healed?
But the ocean cannot be a woman.
For she would be to empathetic,
And all her waves
Would was away,
The fishes rave
And in the end,
The ocean blue,
Would only become
Hell.
For me. And you.
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Diversity (Poetry)✔
PoetryOriginal poetry made to make you feel. Read every word with great meaning, you'll get it. I wrote this hoping some day I'll publish and maybe someone will finally gain the courage to create themselves, a cluster of words to break and shape hearts t...
