Blind to the future
Bored of the present
Scared of the past
Eyes glisten with tears
Not a single one falls
And her smile never wavers
But she's not the same
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PoetryTrigger warning Some sad poems I wrote I suck at titles All the pictures are mine
Past
Blind to the future
Bored of the present
Scared of the past
Eyes glisten with tears
Not a single one falls
And her smile never wavers
But she's not the same