You tried to make me cry,
And you won,
Not from the tears from my eyes,
But from the screams of my heart.
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Eunoia
PoetryA soul of a writer, a poet, an artist never dies they are immortal cause they carry a magic of ink splattered on paper. ♡♡♡ Somewhere deep there lies the raging ocean of emotions beneath us, So maybe tracing do...
t w e n t y s e v e n
You tried to make me cry,
And you won,
Not from the tears from my eyes,
But from the screams of my heart.
