by the river, i sat down and wept,
crying every last year i had kept.
the winter air cooled the tears on my cheek,
revealing all the secrets of the past week.
by the river, i sat down and wept,
i continued to cry until i had no tears left,
but still i thought about the memories i wanted to forget,
still thinking about the first time we met.
so by the river i sat down and wept,
and cried until there was nothing left.
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Poezjashe's got a h e a v y heart, a m e s s y soul, a r e c k l e s s mind, but i think it's b e a u t i f u l the way she carries herself.
