Unsaid Things
What is this? This life I lead?
The pain and tears of unsaid things.
All things omnipotent, thats what I say.
No thoughts on that meaning, its just that way
We go through life hiding secrets
Telling ourselves thats the way we should keep it
A world of something and hidden reasons
Emotions change throughout the seasons
And once, just once, those things were said
And are now the comforts inside my head
I find my moments of pure bliss
Hidden within this unsaid mist
What is this? These unsaid things?
So much joy the silence brings
When true eyes find you with that magic glare
Sometimes its best when the words arn't there
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