Tears.
raw emotion coated in water.
filled to the bursting with
longing.
leaving behind a trail of pain.
A/n: I wrote this in third grade so don't judge the shitty quality. Also why was I such an emo third grader??? The world may never know.
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Poetry{My soul put into words. Writing is how I put myself back together again. Writing is how I love.} **all poems are mine** HIGHEST RANKING: #30 IN POETRY & #1 IN TEEN POETRY
