“my face shows it rough, the thoughts are enough; I write to not bluff what my head makes up.” This is my POETRY book so it’s not an actual story but they’re the poems I write from time to time. Hope you Enjoy :)
Ever met a girl,
Where here two eyes are among,
As two colors are shown,
It's blue as the morning runs,
And as green as the emerald dreams.
The fire in your eyes;
It blinds -
The tear in my heart.
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