I cried two tears today,
Never meant to let them go,
I asked a question without wanting the answer,
Then when I got it, I regret to ever know,
I felt myself going blind today,
I lied to my papa's face,
I told him I was fine even though I'm not,
Now I'm forced to stay okay,
When the truth is;
I'm not.
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Dust of the untold
PoetryYet another poem collection, Ready to be free, Words written down by a stranger, Some scars you just got to see. A collection of hearts, A bucket of sorrow, A box of pain and my deepest thoughts. These are untold stories, From a closed soul, and a c...
