At the back door
A woman sat on a cold floor
She is playing her toes
Like a nervous girl with many foes.
She couldn't breath, she looks so frail
In this life, she's always been a fail
Her true self is hidden
And the smiles in her eyes is slowly fading
No one knows that her heart is aching.
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Sadness In My Poems
PoetryA Compilation of my English and Filipino poems. All are ORIGINAL WORKS. Enjoy and Be Happy!😊
