Imagery and emotions, mixed into a cocktail
Her puppy dog eyes
resembles a crumbling sunrise
bleeding down unto her feet, through this crashing weather
she's all alone, concealed inside all of this pressure
crushing her up inside, altogether
and inside her puppy dog eyes
colors become tidal waves, flowing to the tune of her heart beats
tainting with salt, what her heart seeks
this small star of love, in this world of lies
and as I stare, I ride upon this ship
a small, creaky ship with sentiment
broken, and patched, and waiting for the ocean to snatch
this little vessel to the bottom of the sea
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