I would Laugh, and others would laugh with me;
at times I weep, and I weep alone,-
because the world is dark and cold
it has trouble of its own.
-Judy Emery © 1994 The QueenOf Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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MEMORIES
PoetryMemories are things that come to me in happiness or sadness of sorrows, so I made poetry. Old memories you will always be a very big part of me.
