My Dear,
Why is the sky especially beautiful?
The trees are greener,
The field wider.
I haven't seen the flowers
As colorful before,
And the ocean is not too deep
and not so scary.
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Letters I won't send you
Teen FictionMy Dear, Your smile hides what you can’t say, But your eyes say What your heart tries to hide; It would hurt less To hear a sounding bye, Than hear a stay, And see in the eyes That it was a lie..
