The closed Book
Abandons words
Speaks with lonely eyes
Stores up thoughts
Inside the mind.
A private world inside.
Thinking deep
Mind mesmerized
Ticking time Bomb
Tick tock Tick tock
Could go off at anytime
The private world explodes.
The closed Book
Has been overlooked
By passers bye.
The story never told
And was never heard.
Feb 22, 2021
Feb 22, 2021 at 3:02 PM UTC
The closed Book
Abandons words
Speaks with lonely eyes
Stores up thoughts
Inside the mind.
A private world inside.
Thinking deep
Mind mesmerized
Ticking time Bomb
Tick tock Tick tock
Could go off at anytime
The private world explodes.
The closed Book
Has been overlooked
By passers bye.
The story never told
And was never heard.
Some people are like a closed Book they keep things to themselves .
Not always in there interest.
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