Is it so wrong
To look into your eyes
And extract clues for
What's happening inside?
Your words spin a lie
So delicately I would've
Brushed off my worries
Out of guilt and relief
If it wasn't for the way
The sky and the clouds
Darkened in your eyes
As you whispered, "I'm fine."
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THOUGHTLESS │✔️
PoetryThe words The petals On a flower that Thrives by appearance Is only Will merely Be a flimsy Taste of what's inside Why price By the eyes The symmetry Of flawed beauty As though As most Are weighed by Thoughtless ideals For those Four arrows A sma...
