The tears I cry every day,
Help me wash my sorrows away.
The pain I feel no other may know,
It is always fresh like new fallen snow.
My mind strangles my thoughts and haunts my soul,
Perhaps someday I may be whole.
Until then,
Whoever may know?
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Megan Rose's Poetry
PoetryThis is my 1st poetry book. I hope you all enjoy my poetic writings. -Poet_Megan_Rose
Distressed.
The tears I cry every day,
Help me wash my sorrows away.
The pain I feel no other may know,
It is always fresh like new fallen snow.
My mind strangles my thoughts and haunts my soul,
Perhaps someday I may be whole.
Until then,
Whoever may know?