Grasping the clothes
I wore
the night
my heart was yet to like you
so hard
that my knuckles turn white
my fingers ache
my veins pop out
as if to indicate
this is how hold on
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Behind These Eyes (Poetry)
PoetryI've heard them saying you can see it all in the eyes but there are some things that can't be seen in their shine these are the thoughts hiding behind these eyes.
