I'm not that ugly am i?
Yes
i am
Words spill off my tongue like acid
Yet i hold my heart in my hand
As a pen
Writing down the words that fail to save me
This is dangerous i have to get to safety
No shelter around
Just bumps in the ground
Where i Burry my thoughts
Though I can still hear there sounds
Faint cries in the wind
Voices filled with sorrow
Maybe I'll just get a new mind
One that's ripe and ready to borrow
Yet not a single one is found
Just broken ones like mine
lying on the ground
Within the pieces i see sadness
Within the pieces i see pain
Within the pieces i see shadows
Within the pieces i see rain
When i look closer though
That's not the only things i see
Forgotten smiles and sunny days
Like calmness to a raging sea
Happy thoughts deep inside
That barely just slipped through
Maybe if i look deep down
I might have some too
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It's poetic
PoetryPoems and little quotes and stuff that i come up with just things that are beautiful
