Never been noticed,
Never been observed.
Never been stared,
Never been loved.
A beauty that is hidden beneath,
Touches a wooden heart.
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Vie; Life
PoetryWell, this is some kind of my journal/free verse poem writing. And it's all about my life so if you wanna read it or you can relate then go. And no bad comments because this is my life and I can do whatever I want.
Concealed Beauty
Never been noticed,
Never been observed.
Never been stared,
Never been loved.
A beauty that is hidden beneath,
Touches a wooden heart.
