My book of poems
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- LETTURE 3,514
- Voti 756
- Parti 79
People write to show how they feel,
I do so too,
Because I am human and I am real,
That means everything I write rings true.
Sometimes, love is expressed-
But, hatred as well-
Loyalty bonds are tested-
But, the rest? Only time will tell.
I'm dark inside, but so are you,
We are creatures of emotions after all,
And that's really our cue-
Either to fall down or stand tall.
Don't judge me of what I think,
Just listen to my voice,
Which is shielded with an armor that's actually my invisible chink,
Listen or don't listen-you all have a choice.
Some are seen and some are not,
Just like a land of unread tombs,
Just don't say you forgot,
Find me-in My Book of Poems.
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