I'm a decent singer
He plays with strings
Says he likes my voice
I smile so often
It's just embarrassing
He likes staring into peoples eyes
When he speaks and plays his instrument
Says though my notes hit perfectly
But the feels don't add to the meaning
I believe my eyes could tell him better
Though he looks but his mind looms in his guitar
It's better for I fear that he might one day be able to dig deeper....
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Poems Of An Introvert //Poetry//
PoetryGone with the dawn Here my thoughts are layed upon Tales, hidden scares, also disguised happiness Crying out loud cries of souls quitely lying latent ..... Please show ur ❣and support....❤🤗 I'll be writing more cause , As quoted by Robert Frost, ...
