They travel a journey
Of sadness, sorrow
and hurt .
Starting from the
tear line of sadness
To the crook of our necks
If lucky enough.
They are the words
On the book called faces
That let's us read the
Story of hurt .
Garima
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Hey!
Ever had a race with your own tears?
Was it only my depressed self?....
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PoetryPoems are pictures of a person's soul in words these are mine ... Somethings I'm to afraid to tell the world ... _________________________________________ Some of my midnight thoughts and poems It would mean the world to me if you checked them out...
