Cry not, love
What if you’ve broken down and cried?
What matters most is that you tried.
Those tears you shed were not in vain...
They’re testaments to strength in pain.
They may have knocked you down today,
But if you will, you’ll find a way.
Sometimes your courage can be found
In those bleak times when hopes are bound.
If it will comfort, here I stand
To dry your tears and hold your hand.
If I can help you, then I will...
In times of grief, I’ll linger still.
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Read my Heart - A Collection of Poetry
PoetryThis is partly a journal and partly a literary endeavor. Herein, between the covers lie all of my dreams and art: my tales of friends and lovers. If you please, oh! Read my heart!
