My mind is like a melody, but it stalks my meloncholy
My mimd is like sunshine, yet it's seeping away leaving artificial light in its wake
My mind is like a person,at war with itself
My mind is a character, in a novel, turning cheeks with reality.
Dark eyes on my face show no pure emotion
They do not serve as windows to the soul.
Why? Because the harmony is never meant to be shared -its a world so _____
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Something a little bit different, I don't write diaries I write poems and sometimes it's not always happy
Tho vote for a 'happier' one and I'll give it to yall
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Poems anonymous
PoetryHey, I am writing peoms in my art notebook. Well, it' s still a type of art right? Wanna sneak peek? Well, here we go... Roses are red Violets are blue I dont share what's going on in my head But it' s time i give the world a Clue ~*~*~ These peoms...
