Perhaps, I'm doing babysitter
I thought,
sharing the burden in my dream thinking never complains.
What love did to me.?
My heart twisted like a small spoon,
draining water from the sea to fill up a swimming pool.
Who is the swimmer?
m' I?
I' was swept away with many sweet words,
as thoughtful I believed.
I jumped deeply in salted water,
I did not see the storm coming.
Trusted a shining sun
the blue sky was a hot burning summer,
I hugged the wave with my hands open,
I'm holding it tightly from its neck,
and my knees surrounding it.
This beautiful wave was slapped my face.
I have washed away with all fake kisses
going back to my art's dreams,
this time not for swimming
just to paint my pain.
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