poem. [no capitals intended]
at night, cities never sleep.
there stands a girl and a boy,
at the roof top screaming at
the top of their lungs, hoping
that someone would notice.
notice their pain swept under
the rug of their cuts and dirt
in their finger tips, there lies
the nightly scent in their shirts
tears can be only seen when the
street lights hovers their heads.
maybe they both know each other
too much to the point that they
know they can never love each other.
no one loves broken things, but
inside they love each other so
tonight they scream at the top of
their lungs of the pain locked inside.
because to them, no one can love
with a broken heart can they?
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[sorry for not updating as much! i just started high school and
gotten obsessed with k-pop band: BTS]
poem. [no capitals intended] at night, cities never sleep. there
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