To travel across the sea1
Would not be a misfortune,2
It is as great as the eyes3
Of the new fortune teller.4
These eyes tell a story5
A story not to be told6
One may say their goodbyes7
Let a gasp be uphold.8
A step at a time,9
Just little by little.10
One word will fly11
Into the eyes of the teller.12
These eyes are as gold 13
As the sun in the sky14
If she says goodbye15
He will surely cry.16
She will never run17
For she will roam free,18
Like the mirrors in the hall19
She reflects at me.20
Just one more glance 21
In the eyes of the teller22
Alone in the woods23
Showers the killer.
Author notes
At first, this poem started out all happy, then I started to experience some very deep and negative thoughts.. and it turned out to be like this. There's not really any meaning to this poem. I wrote it out of boring in Spanish class.
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