Can’t they see
The pain in my eyes?
No, but this is me
And my life.
I just want holding tight
Close to the heart
Letting the tears cry most
Stopping me falling apart.
It’s hard to wake
Getting up to fight
Seeing others take.
Maybe one day they will see.
This is how i am,
And this is me.
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The Society “promotes the best in poetry”, and holds a variety of events throughout the year to do so, including slam competitions, workshops, readings, lectures, and more.
Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose / The more things change, the more they stay the same
where would-be writer works with words
For lovers of reading, crime writing, crime fiction
Poems and stories of love & heartbreak.
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