It's not just my eyes
The people around me,
it's their eyes too
We all see it
But we choose to ignore it
because what would they say
What would they say
If someone came out
Stood against
Protest?
Because what would they say
The eyes judge as well
The eyes kill
But what would they say?
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Thoughts Vol. 2
PoetryA place, Where you should love irrationally, wild, fierce but powerless For all good things comes to an end and love fades eventually, where a space once filled but now empty A place, Where you can be free but caged all together. This is thoughts Vo...
