I cry,
My tears are silent.
They're hurting,
They're broken,
These tears are alone,
They just want to go home.
You ask;
"Are you okay?"
No.
You won't understand me.
In the dark, you can't see.
Not in snow or rain.
Not even in pain.
Why?
My tears like to hide.
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Short Poems
PoesíaHey guys!! This is where I'll be posting the poems I've written. I pretty much just write free verse. Although, I do try to rhyme. They're all very personal to me, so I hope you enjoy them. :) **This book is completed for now, but if I think of any...
