There are always stares from the crowd,
Each of their sharp words heard out loud,
But it won't stop you coming towards me,
Won't it?
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Dear lover,
I remember the day I first saw her,
She was so pretty,
She's the perfect person I'll ever want to be
But her parents were strict,
They were always the ones who'll pick,
So we hid our love from the public's eyes,
Meeting up everyday without any ties.
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Silent // Screams
PoetryBad Choice Of Words. Bad Choice Of People. These are collections of poems that each tell a different story. The genre mainly consists of -Sadness -Melancholy -Heartbreak -Love THIS IS MY VERY FIRST BOOK. HOPE YOU ENJOY READING AND PLEASE SHARE IT...
