Yeah, this poem is actually mine... it's not the best but I don't think it's too bad since I just threw it together.
People's eyes are tinted
Unreadable
Until a single word sparks an interest
Then a wildfire of conversation erupts
But the conversation fades to dying embers
What else is there to say to a stranger?
And we retreat behind oure walls
Behind our silence
yeah its pretty rough and honestly I find it quiet lacking... ah, well.
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Nicole
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