There's more to him than those cute smiles
There's a story behind those closeted eyes
There's more to him than all those happy facades
I see in the mirror the broken shards
I see what he tries so hard to conceal
Burying deep within what he truly does feel
The white lines, the dark nights
The lawless highs, the struggling fights
Yet the true shock
The opaque paradox
Is that truly deep down no matter how much he shields
He wants someone, anyone to discover the secrets he wields.
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Opening
PoetryI stare at the blank page I'm not sure what to write.... A small collection of poems exhibiting my inner most secrets; what's hiding in my soul. An opening... Author: They're not that good but it's just an opening into my innermost thoughts. It def...
