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He has gifted eyes
He can see through anyone’s disguise
He can see through the race
Through the texture of her face
Through her false emotion
To the readl deep down person
From he there’s nothing you can hide
He can see what you’re like on the inside
Many are scared and feel threatened by he
But all he does is see what they cannot see
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this poem was the first serious poem i wrote. it is the begining of "coming closer". this was my first attempt at writting poems with meaning.
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