The Mist

Your eyes looking into my soul
Seeing the deepest darkest parts of me know one else knows.
I've been beaten, bruised, moulded, into a different person
But you see through the pain and hurting
Although I've only known you not even a week
The connection we've got is deep
So I look into your eyes and ask of you this
Please be patient while I clear through the mist



Poetry by DeeDee
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Written on 2017-08-15 at 14:49

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ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo, three great writes, all three so well exprest.
Ken
2017-08-15