Sometimes the hole in my heart actually hurts.
Sometimes my lips actually smile.
Sometimes my eyes actually shine.
But that only happens when you walk by.
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Diversity (Poetry)✔
PoetryOriginal poetry made to make you feel. Read every word with great meaning, you'll get it. I wrote this hoping some day I'll publish and maybe someone will finally gain the courage to create themselves, a cluster of words to break and shape hearts t...
