Can you hear her, within your head?
At night while you’re in your bed.
She whispers magical words in your ears.
Too bad you’ve become deaf, for she you cannot hear.
Lies she speaks of sunrise over mountain peaks.
You know what she says, you’ve heard it before.
But your heads never been so sore.
She’s a princess warrior who fights for her beliefs.
And you’re a broken masterpiece, hiding scars others leave.
You know what is, from what was.
She screams for peace, that’s what she does.
She won’t give up, but you already have.
You’re the beauty of what’s to come, while she’s the beauty of what was.
We fight a constant battle, because she is me and we are one.
We will fight till one has won and the other is gone.
How would it feel for a part of you to slowly die?
Looking in the mirror and you’re the reason why.
And people ask me why I cry.
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PoésieHey guys it's Tiphanie. And these are my poems I wrote I hope you enjoy. Leave comments and votes i promise to read all of them. Much love from Tiph. NO STEALING.
