What a horrible feeling it is to cry.
Salty water dripping down our faces.
From the depths of our red eyes.
As sobs escape our lips in what seems like muffled cries.
What a horrible feeling.
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Petrichor
Poetry// Petrichor // // 🌏 the pleasant smell of earth after rain💧// Est. 2014 ~ 20.. Copyright LittleAussieDreamer (Alannah Mills) 2020
