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by michael Jun 30, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Wet Like the rain It slides down my face What is it? A tear It runs Over my lips And drops to my lap I can almost hear it splash As yet another leaves my eye I lie back Alone, in the dark Tears Silently flowing Onto my pillow Im drowsy Sleep finally As it takes over me While I cry myself to sleep.
by Scarlet Angel
This is really beautiful. keep it up
by fallenforever
Lovely poem. it flows. great job