A natural beauty, cheered and applaud
At first its bieng a cutie, never feared not bieng the happiest of all
They never fear, because they weigh others down with words that they force us to hear
Even lies fill their eyes
Causing cries, blue tears painting at night
We decide to engrave their saying on our stones
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Not very happy, but this is the most happiest poem ive had lately
Do you understand?
YOU ARE READING
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...
