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Perfect nights with bright, star-dotted skies, Become the sharpest of daggers for his shrunken eyes, Still, sparkling lakes teeming with green-headed duck, Silences his head and leads him to peace? Does it **** Humungous, wooden giants standing sternly in place, But everywhere he looks he sees your face, Watching bright birds glide higher and higher, Never able to distract the fact he’s just a liar, Rolling, flowered hills as far as eyes can see, Could never null my hate for me.
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Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 3:17 PM UTC
A Beautiful World Through Sad Eyes
Perfect nights with bright, star-dotted skies, Become the sharpest of daggers for his shrunken eyes, Still, sparkling lakes teeming with green-headed duck, Silences his head and leads him to peace? Does it **** Humungous, wooden giants standing sternly in place, But everywhere he looks he sees your face, Watching bright birds glide higher and higher, Never able to distract the fact he’s just a liar, Rolling, flowered hills as far as eyes can see, Could never null my hate for me.
There's always a contrast to what i see and what i feel. a distinct difference that interests me, which is why i decided to put my thoughts to poem as a way to explore my inner thinking. i hope you enjoy. Stay safe and live well. JY x
#sad#depressed#world#beauty#nature#lonely
JackY01
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JackY01
19/M
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 3:17 PM UTC
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