She cowers gently. Her heart feels pain. She touches her tongue softly to her lips and tastes the salt. She has weeped so long. The most foolish things. She must be strong. In a minute the argument will all be done. So soon it will all be ok. Tears never last. Soon her crying will be in the past. No more salt and tender eyes. No more watching while she cries. Life has beauty and will go on. Gentle tears, soft rivers. Salted lips, crystals form. Tender eyes, magnificent sites. It will be ok.
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Angel's Poems
PoetryA collection of poems I have written some of which are in books of mine or posted individually for votes. Some of them are kinda cheesy or typical. I hope you like them. Also some of the poems were written specifically for the books that they are fr...
