For the red eyes are shy to show themselves,
The tears are guilty of revealing themselves,
Because the world denies emotions, sentiments
It denies the waves that bring loveliness.
So the eyes leave all the tears,
To be dry and dreary before the peers
Who exploit the little heart
And hurt the soft limbs,
Because the armour had long broken
Before the caressing words of fake friends.
Alas, the mist it created was so dense
It took years to understand the true images.
Now, only the past is the support
To the hill that threatens to fall
The roots of courage asking to rise up
To be above the sun.
A/N: Fake friends, bullying and vampires are real stuff
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Words And Secrets
PoetryWords spill out secrets And the more I speak, the more I regret Yet, my lips remain parted until I utter a new word And so it goes on, this story of telling tales!❣
