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TyeniWrites Jun 2020
We were all just blank canvases
And God is the painter
He painted us
Each one a different shade of beautiful
The world is like an art gallery
Because we are all art
TyeniWrites Jun 2020
She listens to music
Because sometimes, she just wants to listen to something other than the voices in her head
TyeniWrites Jun 2020
She said she was fine
But her tear filled eyes screamed "I need help"
They eyes never lie
TyeniWrites Jun 2020
You
I write about you
But you do not exist
I don't even know you
But I wish to meet you
TyeniWrites Jun 2020
Writing poetry feels like putting my emotions out in the open and stripping my soul naked
TyeniWrites Jun 2020
Sad but smiling
Dead but breathing
Hurt but happy
Existing but not living
TyeniWrites Jun 2020
Flipping through the pages
Chapter 180
A chapter in my life book I keep re-reading
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