A sailor never bows to the sea
No matter how choppy it may be
He guides the ship past the storm
And however else the ocean forms
A poet never truly ends a piece
For in their mind it will never cease
Though the ink may one day fade
Eternal in their heart will it live on until their grave
Struggle will come and shall go
But it will only ever be you who knows
The deepness of your scars, the many pieces of your broken heart
For it kills you to just be apart
It feels as if you've already paid death's toll
Leaving you with a damaged soul
I refuse to let this story end like this
I understand these things you will always miss
But I must implore that you must continue
For the only person who can feel the sun for you...
is you
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Author:
poetboy123 (
Offline) - Published: May 29th, 2017 09:53
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Comments4
Oh my. Absoulutely beautiful
Thanks!
Wow...Just wow- Perfect.
Thank you, Hopey.
Of yes, I still feel the sun. Terrific.
Thanks, Aug.
Very good write.
Thank you, Gold
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