Tidal fate
Washed him up my shore.
His fickle laughs,
My blinded eyes,
Our twisted love;
Left deep scars
On the sandy floor.
Tidal fate
Washed him from my shore.
~Eliza
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daydreams
Poetryrandom thoughts on pink afternoons Compilation of poems ranging from romance to nature and more.
Fate
Tidal fate
Washed him up my shore.
His fickle laughs,
My blinded eyes,
Our twisted love;
Left deep scars
On the sandy floor.
Tidal fate
Washed him from my shore.
~Eliza
