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Listen up
When I pour out my heart
The book of the stories
I never published
The lyrics of the song
I used to humm
But never sing
The scenes I stared in awe
But never dared to draw
Hooking all the thread
Of my thoughts
Into a tapestry
Of 'what if and but' s
All the broken hearts
I sewed over and over
But it never seemed that
You ever listened
Or paid any attention
YOU ARE READING
●• ꜱᴄᴀʀꜱ ᴄʀᴀᴠᴇᴅ •●
Poetry•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●• ᴱᵛᵉʳʸ ʷᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᴳⁱᵛᵉˢ ᵘˢ ᶠᵒʳᵐ ᴱᵛᵉʳʸ ˢᶜᵃʳ ᴮᵘⁱˡᵈˢ ᵒᵘʳ ᵗʰʳᵒⁿᵉ ᵀʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ʷᵒᵘⁿᵈˢ ...
