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angel vocals and broken guitars
one who stands behind bars
for freedom to be so far
thy must tolerate thy scar
thy scar of heaven's sun burn
thy should learn and learn
beauty of heart and soul
ugliness of heart and soul
white clouds of skies of blue
the only way out is through
red roses of thorns of green
dont know what thy have seen
slim fingers and veiny arms
thick brows and acne scars
brown hair and hazel eyes
thy is true, cannot tell lies
though the world is just too rough
cant say any lies nor bluff
cant say but thou of void
cannot be detroyed
thy is just too weak
hair curly, aint sleek
body covered in ink
thy does not blink
rough past with scars of red
rivers of tears were shed
rough past with skies of grey
though secrets, cannot say
thy lives normally as it can be
thy through her glasses can see
thy writes her sorrow and sucks it up
thy shall never stop
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PoetryHello everyone, this is a collection of poems which I wrote by myself. I don't know if you guys will like it but I hope you do. Please do not copy one of them, if you want to repost anything just tell me or atleast give me credit for it. Xoxo, nour...
