Peek a Boo,
I see you.
I love it, this game of hide and seek,
run and hide.
I can smell the fear in you.
Come on get up.
Its a hit and run,
First come first serve,
Be aware. Be scared.
Be worried.
Just don't see eye to eye with me
I'm just here to quench my thirst.
Shhhh,
Just get up
I've already seen you
There's no point of return.
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Silence and Sins
PoetryNone of us are the same. Every mind different, Every body different, Every soul different. but funny isn't it, that yet here we are, Agreeing. Feeling. Knowing. Understanding. Just what those lines mean, written by a single person. because we've...
