I'm slowly forgetting things
Like crying when pain is inflicted on to me
My real emotions are long lost
In the ocean of an ending tear's
That suffocate me
I might as well wake up one morning and forget how to breathe
_Tao
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Emotions In Word's
Poetrywords better written than said. Emotions better written than shown. Art better written than painted. poems better written than spoken. Not very one has a voice to speak up so we write instead. Rose's are red violets are blue if you are a Poet or poe...
