Old Things
Judging due to skin
instead of the beauty within
We are all apart of one soul
hate has really gotten old
so many breaking skin
of those that could be called friends
Hiding feelings in plain day
but love is open
and too far away
Holding back others
as well as yourselves
too many years have we dealt with this pain
all that was seen
brought so many tears
Never knowing who hurt the most
till you look in the mirror
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