Hit/Miss
Folded arms
You bow you head
But not to pray
You hide your sickness.
Silent harms
That fill your bed
But not to play
A subtle thickness.
Police Alarms
That follow lead
But not to stay
Some sort of hit/miss.
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Poems and ABout life
i write poems here and this bout my life
some are in Tagalog so if u cant read Try translated it