Words simply aren't enough,
To say what I feel when I see,
You laugh,
But not while you're with me.
You know,
It's not easy to live this way,
I have my share of heat and snow,
And my sun doesn't shine everyday.
This winter is cold and has dark flakes,
And the roots of my tree touch,
The dead, frozen lake,
Unable to move as such.
For you, I'm a six out of ten,
But for someone I'll be a nine,
There are many men,
And someone, someday, will say,"I'm so proud to call you mine. "
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{You know, you'll know my worth when I'm gone. }
25th of November, 2017
9:40 pm
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YOU ARE READING
Lachrymose
PoesíaI miss you, and I can't get over you. You bewitched me and forever left me in a state of lachrymose. #book 3 Cover by @deepan2486 Highest rank - #30 in poetry WINNER OF THE RHYME SCHOLAR AWARDS(WORDGASM) 2017
