As the first tear drop fall on my pillow
I think of the day that I will be free,
I think of the day that I feel no pain,
And I will learn to trust myself again.
I think of the sadness in my heart and the little happiness I've never tried to earn,
I think of the nights that I've lost never to return.
As the waterfalls cascades down my pale face,
I think of the things that will never leave my mind, such a sad dark lonely place.
TK
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Le Nostre Poesie (Our Poems)
PoezieThis is a short book of poems depicting things that we sometimes think or feel while going through a hard time or just on a daily basis. This book has it's ups in life and it's down to the darkest of depts. Enjoy.
