Silent tears fall down like the rain.
They follow the path towards the river that's waiting to drown them away.
Except, there's no river waiting,
but an aching heart,
that has never felt love
nor the warmth of the touch
of another soul.
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YOU ARE READING
Lonely Words
PoetryBeauty lies in you and it's sad that you are not aware of it.. Cause we are all pieces of art made for exactly one reason. You can only know the reason when you look deep inside your heart.
