Love, you don't know.
Love, it's ok.
You don't see the tears
In my eyes every day.
Love, don't worry.
Love, you don't realize.
Because you've never seen
The tears that I hide.
Love, your soul is white.
Love, my soul is black.
You don't see the tears
I manage to hold back.
Love, you are whole.
Love, I am not.
Love, when you laugh with me
The tears are forgot.
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Pulvis et Umbra
Poetrywe write our stories on the silver black clear canvasses of our lives these are my stories i build them so you can relate and perhaps we won't be so alone *** "I really love these poems. They help me find myself in worlds where there is no one lef...
