Untold RPGMature

~From yesterday... another like this will be here later on too... ~

A little poem~

When you talk to me we hide
To cover up what is inside
With little faces, silent thoughts
Never to speak...

And in my head's a blur of words
Reaching out, want to be heard
But smiley faces, quiet thoughts
They're kept too deep.

Keep my face behind this screen
Hoping never to be seen
And let the faces do the work
Helping me say

The things in the back of my mind
As all these tangles, they unwind...
And your faces on my screen;
On my mind they play.

Curling up on my lap now
I think (as you lick my hand)
It is you who I wish to hold
In this rpg, untold

The End

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