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Dead and pale his skin crawled beneath the sand,
In his wonders, his tiny formidable wasteland.
Searching for a girl, one whom he shall never find,
Tears dripping down his chin, he's choking down his lies.
Reaching for the ocean, her hand nearly on his,
A dream of which he never awakens, a two-faced bliss.
Calling out her name, carving her in stone,
Telling her his confession, how can he be alone?
In a moment he rode the sun,
On his heart she carved her name,
Now he fades, his life is done.
About the Creator
Madison B.
I love to write stories! I ❤ music (TOP, GD, MCR, SD, SWS, BVB, PTV, MIW, P!ATD, FAB, GS, B-182, FIR, ATL, MP, AY), the MCU, & animals. I hope u enjoy my stories and poems as much as I do! Have a great day! :)
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