Hidden Feelings
Don't come near me
For I hate you
Don't go far
I'm afraid they will eat you
There's things I want to
share with you
Only you can't know
I care for you
— Bea Wavy
July 16, 2020 4:44am
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Noctuary
PoetryNoctuary~ The record of a single nights events, thoughts, or dreams. A nightly journal ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ So some poems may seem confusing because this is my Noctuary. My though...
