Jul 2013
After two years of suffering,
Two years of heart break,
I came to my senses,
With ocean eyes,
That make the stars quake.
And never again,
Will these seas be calm,
And never again,
Will I see those starry eyes fall.
For a shooting star is only to be wished upon,
And wishes will never do you justice.
Two years of heart break,
I came to my senses,
With ocean eyes,
That make the stars quake.
And never again,
Will these seas be calm,
And never again,
Will I see those starry eyes fall.
For a shooting star is only to be wished upon,
And wishes will never do you justice.
...and neither can a poem.
Written by
Canaan Massie
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