As the sky breaks
Away from the sea,
Now my dove
She decided to leave me,
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There is a primal desire for everyone to improve. Not necessarily in the competitive spirit, because victory comes second to self improvement. I believe those who express themselves through whatever activity culture a better appreciation for life. That is why I value the simple activity of writing :))
Questioning Dove
As the sky breaks
Away from the sea,
Now my dove
She decided to leave me,
And I was broken.
There we were
Walking hand in hand,
Our footsteps sinking deeper in the sand,
And I was dreaming.
As if a token spent,
Do I have meaning to her
Or was my heart just space to rent?