Teardrops,
On the floor
In a corner of the school
Where I left you
Teardrops
On the piano,
The drums
And all the instruments
We played in harmony
I wish I could somehow tell you
All the words in my heart
And somehow convince you
That even in another life
We were not meant to be
Teardrops
On my face
As I walked away from you
Teardrops
On my pillow as I cried myself to sleep
Teardrops
On my lips as I smile
Convincing myself that even in another life
We weren't meant to be
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Book of Short Stories and Poems
PoesiaThis is a book of mostly poems and short stories by yours truly! Enjoy!
