Why can't you see them?
The demons hiding in your eyes?
Why can't you hear them?
When they are wailing and thrashing with cries?
Don't you see them?
The crowd of people laughing,
When we are fighting?
The crowd people spiting,
When our demons are slashing and biting?
Don't you see them?
The people laughing...
Laughing at our pathetic love.
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The Ink Of Hearts.
PoesíaA book composed of poetry, emotions, broken hearts and hope. "My heart drips ink on my carving stones." •°•°•°•Highest ranking uptill now: #11 in poem•°•°•°• This book is copyrighted under wattpad and no copying is allowed without the consent of the...
