I am who you don't see,
feigning a lie.I am who you never saw,
concealed to the naked eye.I am an open book
with every mystery unveiled,
yet the story stays crystalline
but bleeds with all yields.I am the deepest of honours
and the filthiest distaste.I am everything you love
and everything you abominateThere is always a balmy day
followed by the dreadful night,
and so am I united with the shadows
prior to blooming in the morning light.READ. VOTE. COMMENT. :D
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Reverie
PoetryA book of poems I wrote over the time which I hope you'll all like Don't forget to VOTE!! :)