Is It Poetry
Old And Cold - Poem by Is It Poetry
Deep see hers is each forbidden heart
Dull eyes i remember all,
But no emotion -shown by they,
and call i don't, i waist no time.
It is -coming up the stage, stand tall.
It is - coming down the other side, to fall.
Then we are left to look but up they see
within, and proud and vain, all now cry.
I hear the world
applaud their hollow fame it saves
Which they blame
when looking deep within the light it fades
each giving man,
that gives no more in sleep, they seek to keep.
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