Filtered are my words
when seeing different faces
Personality mostly halts
or walks at different paces
Version always updates
when in different places
Confusion to be masked
new people, different cases
A friendly-seeming smile
not different are the aces
Listen more than talk
never different is this basis
Impacted are the lives
no footprints, different traces
Between my true and you
there are different spaces
Filmed are my eyes
when giving different gazes
The soul hesitates
gives only different phrases
Changing is to happen
after different conversations
The book of myself itching to
rip out most of my pages.
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Feathers: A Book of Poetry
PoetryA pencil is the spotlight of a soul. It tells them its okay to overflow. It tells them ideas are art, and that the best ones are masterpieces. Feathers is a collection of poetry by me to convey the beauty and undeniable strife of the world, and emot...
