Poem - 001, Closed Heart
You want me to hear,
You need me to see,
But all I need...
Is you to leave me be.
Don't ask for my smile,
When you left me,
All the while.
I have no more trust,
Knowing you'll leave it...
Left to dust.
- Kaliyah Myers, a Poem to a soon to be book named, The Mad Project
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Kaliyah Myers
"Change is imperative. But the kind of change is the most important detail."
In being a writer, I hope to share something relatable and adventurous that you can love too.
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Beautiful words