Untitled # 3 Poem by Amanda Miller

Untitled # 3



Painted up secrets,
with color from lies.
feign sunshine,
over clouded skies.

Blooming flowers,
water from the rain.
necessity for beauty
sorrow from the pain.

try and pretend,
world gets in the way.
speaking mutely,
screaming what you say.

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