A two sided bookcase may seem full on the part you see
But you never espect the other side to be recked and shelfless
Completely empty not one book to be seen
Just like a person they put on a bright cover
Covering their emptiness so no one can see
How the other side is so ruined and torn with random stains
So hopefully no ones as empty as me
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POEMS
PoetryTheses are the feeling that you keep inside and never let out Those feelings when your heart can never stop beating Those feelings that you can never explain And feelings you have yet to experience
