This one's about Bellis
I can't see behind behind the curtain,
But what's there, I'm certain.
Beneath the barrier, light escapes.
It's another's world filled by shadows.
The room is soundproof,
But your whispers are clear.
No matter the boundaries,
I can still hear.
Although your true emotions don't show,
From your downward glances
And witty remarks,
I see. I hear. I know.
Rosales Kordesii
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A Withered Rose: Rosales Kordesii's Poetry Book
PoetryAn old poetry collection I wrote in high school under the alias of one of my characters Rosales Kordesii. Most of the poems are based on characters and stuff that happens in the main story. Since I've moved on, I will not be dding to this collection...
