She is a poem
A beautiful one
She looks hard outside
But she's fragile inside
Can someone dig deeper
And find her own shadow
Can someone see the beauty inside her
And not rely on what she will show
Do not look at the mirror
You'll just see the impostor
She manipulates what you'll see
So close your eyes and hear her plea
The real one is buried alive
Only the moon witness that crime
Can you find her to revive
Before its end of time
Can someone dive in the middle of the sea
Maybe she's in there losing her breathe
Finding the air that she needed underneath
Waiting for someone to help her be free
Who will dig down to find the real girl
Who will ask the moon to state what it saw
Who will dive in that deep sea
Who can help her get back and be free
HER.
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Words Untold
PoetrySometimes, there are words that should remain unsaid. Sometimes, there are words that shouldn't be delivered. Sometimes, things should just be forgotten.
