Tears escape my eyes in silence.
Imagining of another place to live.
The fighting drives me insane.
I feel so cold drowning in this rain.
Rain made of tears.
Filled with all my fears.
I can't swim with so much pain.
The rain will wash me away.
Is that what they remember me by.
That all I did cry.
Will they ever know that fight.
What held my throat so tight.
My last words will be goodbye.
When I spread my wings and fly.
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شِعرIn this book I write all my poetry. Its inspired by my feelings,thoughts and personal experiences. I hope others can relate to it. Happy reading.
