I mean my eyes looked wild enough...
that or crazy..
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Mystery filled those wild eyes.
The line no poet could ever write.
A maze with no way of an escape.
A room full of things you're free to break.
Silent like deep water.
You'll come to find,
you know nothing about her.
She's the one who can see what you can't see.
All the amazing things you are and are yet to be.
She's the "if less is more, nothing is everything."
The belief that watching the sky
can heal almost anything.
Hiding so much it's sometimes
beyond her control
She locks herself away
so that no one will know.
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Weight of Words
ПоезіяPoetry.. For the broken, misguided, mistreated, abused & sometimes ...in the mood.
