My eyes speak out in a drip-drop harmony,
Tears falling like dew drops on the Earth.
My eyes look into yours and they call out in despair.
Hurt suspended in my eyes like dew drops in the air.
Why can't you stop with the lying?
Beading lies in sweet whispers like you're Beethoven?
Why can't you stop with all that fighting?
Like for it you're going to heaven?
A/N: Appreciate, Show gratitude, and don't let go of what you can have.
Love you! ❤❤❤
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The Ink Of Hearts.
PoetryA book composed of poetry, emotions, broken hearts and hope. "My heart drips ink on my carving stones." •°•°•°•Highest ranking uptill now: #11 in poem•°•°•°• This book is copyrighted under wattpad and no copying is allowed without the consent of the...
