I saw it on my tv screen,
It followed me on my wall,
It sneaked in the book i read,
It put itself on the record i was listening,
It has laid on the paper i was drawing on,
It became my only thought,
The crying face won't disappear:
It knows that I can't cry.
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Poèmes
PoetryThere's a scar on my head...It's the smile on my face Couverture @Emmojoy (qui écrit super bien)
