Rose aren't always red,
& violets aren't exactly blue,
the society that we live in
never seems to speak the truth.
Smiles aren't always happy
& frowns aren't always upset
people judge too quickly
& our feelings are what they
forget.
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Words Unspoken
PoetryThere is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street, and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye. Open your hands, if you want to be...
