Unsaid
Too many emotions swirl deep within me Unsure of which emotion to express first Or how to impress it How do I explain that the smiles are all fake. An undercover I hide under My facade that hides the truth So under the lumina moon gentle glow,I sit every night. Counting the stars that's never coming to an end. Telling all the unsaid things to the moon that can only silently listen.
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