Happy Friendship Day

When you have a doubt,

On what to do,

You have a friend,

To help you through,

If you're bored,

If you're sad,

You have a friend,

So why don't you be glad?

Friends help you

In many ways,

They're there for you

Always.

When you need help,

Call your friend,

What else are they there for?

On this day,

All friends unite,

And embrace each other,

There is no fight,

When friends are together,

The light ignites,

Friends should be together,

Only then there will be light..

I consider my blog,

My dearest friend.

I will always write,

And write and write,

Even if it goes out of trend. ♡

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Behind The Mask

Behind the clouds Is the hidden sky, so far, Behind the plasters, A nasty scar, Behind the curtains, Are bright windows But behind a mask - It is not for show. Not until you tumble into the trap, Stay trapped there, in disguised gloom Without realising it - And then go deeper and deeper To discover what really looms. Then realisation strikes - How they behaved, how they feigned The hidden meaning behind every wave You've found it. And the rage, You try to stifle it with much courage, But instead, burn down the page, And whoops - that leads you to your cage. But in the end, the mask is gone - To reveal an atrocity, so from it begone Don't explain, on its own will it dawn - Upon others, just the way it did on you - Ignore their every scorn. Just wait for their mask to be openly torn.

Clouded

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Eclipsed

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