My poem:
ONCE
Once I met a guy
who claimed for himself he's nothing special
but he painted his roses
with (scarlet f his heart
Once I saw it in his eyes
something dark staring out of melted chocolate
but he's hands were always soft
and hunger never seized from his mouth
Once I came he smiled we kissed
strange feeling, I'm complete and all the pieces are alright
but sometimes tide is stronger than the anchor
and singing gun - it never cares
Once I felt much different now
when emptiness it's all that I will ever feel
but now can't any bullet crack the sky
and bring me back the scent of roses and his blood
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