the book of secrets
i was clinging onto so dearly
soon became a point of interest
for many of my peers
what's in that notebook of yours
they asked
the answers to why i am who i am.
come.
take a sip
of my secrecy.
i shared my thoughts
with you
who craved them
with you
who begged incessantly
for me to reveal to you
my madness.
with you
who ignored me
the moment I was finally ready
to share such a
delicate part of me
with you
like a person
who had at long last
gained the courage
to bear their nakedness
their innermost being
to their lover
that looked away
at the sight
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men don't cry [Poetry]
Poetry[H.R. #6 - 7. 3. 18] "we wear our emotions like intricately decorated chains strung around our throats and then tuck them into our shirts" *** i sincerely hope you don't relate to any of these poems ~UPDATED DAILY~ 27/12/17 : #611 in Poetry 29/12/1...
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