And I
Find my heart
Yearning and burning
With the
Need and desire
To cry
But I find my eyes
Stubborn and unwilling
To try
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The Aftertaste
PoetryThese are just a bunch of shitty poems (at least I think they're poems) don't even waste your time
Hundred and Thirty Five
And I
Find my heart
Yearning and burning
With the
Need and desire
To cry
But I find my eyes
Stubborn and unwilling
To try
