If I showed you my teardrops,
Would you hold me real tight,
Whispering sweet nothings,
While you hold me through the night?If I showed you my pain,
Would you tell me im not a freak,
As my tears write all the stories,
Im too scared to speak.If I showed you im broken,
Would you show me your pieces too,
So that I learn im not lonely,
For youre just like me too.
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Journal Of The Fallen
PoetryThis is a journal of poetry I've written over the years