The Dreamscape Of
Hearts
As
I look into the depths of the ocean,
I
picture broken hearts filling the dreamscape.
Colors
of red, bleed through the ocean.
As
if you were drawing a picture,
The
painter strokes the colors.
Making
them collide, as if two souls
Meeting
at first glance.
In
her mind she pictures a place,
Where
hearts can never mend.
Always
breaking, into fragile pieces.
Unbreakable.,
Clear
blue oceans, a sky filled
With
red hearts, as they slowly fall.
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