Teardrops
Like little raindrops tracing down the window pane,
Caressing softly, wiping away all the bad memories.
His hands caress my cheeks, brushing away the tears.
Holding me in his arms, driving away all my fears,
Whispering to me softly his broken apologies,
With broken promises, he walked away from me.
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TEARDROPS
PuisiJust Words. Random words that cut you deep. This is my world- and I'm a broken piece of artwork.
