Hush, he said.
Hush, while I, water, fluid
Penetrate your oceans,
Strip you from your land,
Because it is not yours because you own it
It's mine, because I want it
So hush, Don't speak
And don't you dare cry
As though you feel pain
You're a rose, pretty girl
Smile, and accept the fact
That you can be picked
For someone else's gain, not yours
Hush.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryHighest rank: #23 In poetry. A compilation of Poems about love, heart break, depression and everything in between really. Black, white, and of course, a dose of grey.
