Do not love me
For my heart is
A damaged vessel
That is sinking
As the clock ticks
Don't be a passenger
Because
A damaged vessel
Will never be able to love you back
The same way we loved the titanic
For she was gorgeous
That we didn't think for a spilt second
She would bring us down with her
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Belgium Nights
PoetryPoetical writings of a girl & her past memories. #7 in poetry 💕
