expressionlessA Poem by George turnera thought i had on a bus
I look down at my newborn sister
she is beautiful she is innocent she is everything good in the world but my eyes are cold I glance at the girl I like feeling longing but she can't see because my eyes are cold I attend my grandmothers funeral the pain is overwhelming but I do not show it my eyes are cold I overhear a man while on a bus he makes a homophobic remark in passing anger threatens to overtake me but still my eyes are cold I am hurricane of emotions all of them tearing into me sending me from happiness to depression in an instant but my eyes will always be cold so people say I don't feel my heart is ice I am soulless I do not love
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Added on February 4, 2013 Last Updated on February 4, 2013 AuthorGeorge turnerbolton, England - Greater Manchester, United KingdomAbouti will inevitably piss you off in some way shape or form so sorry about that more..Writing
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