Something in the eyes,
But I never needed to look,
Just by the sound of the voice,
I knew how little it took,
Maybe if I never tried,
It would have been easier to stay away,
Maybe if I didn't make it so obvious,
You wouldn't have walked away.
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Dust of the untold
PoetryYet another poem collection, Ready to be free, Words written down by a stranger, Some scars you just got to see. A collection of hearts, A bucket of sorrow, A box of pain and my deepest thoughts. These are untold stories, From a closed soul, and a c...
