As she dries her
Unshed tears
She smiles
To herself
Proud that she was strong
Enough to keep them hidden
The way she has
Her entire life
And she smiles
To herself
That her face
No longer takes on
A blotchy appearance
That her eyes are
Not rimmed with red
With the tell-tale signs
Of sadness
And she smiles
To herself
Because there is no one else
Left that she is able
To share her joy with
And she smiles
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Poems From A Cluttered Mind
PoetryI just felt like dabbling in poetry. I'm still trying to figure it out, but I hope you like them:)
