How many nights
I hear you crying
You always thought
There's no one there
So you cry
But when the morning comes
You still have to pretend
Everything is alright
Nothing is wrong
Because you are what others consider a 'happy person'
But I see lonely in your eye
In a list
Please tell me what you think
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WOW! It's like you were in the next room and you know my little secret. I keep pretending and praying that one day, if I believe strong enough...it will come true for me. Your poem touched a very sensitive place in my soul. Thank you for sharing. Love, D.
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bravo
A lovely and ineffably sad poem! Very nicely and very deftly done... I loved it, loved it! bravo....
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wow, i can relate so much to this, being the happy person. That's pretty much my life growing up. I really like this one, it speaks a lot to me!!!!!
Michelle
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there is a saddening beauty in your words, it is hard to explain, they are gentle and kind thou, keep it flowing
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Dearest Snow, Your heart gently creating words, though they are painful words, yet they are priceless.
Wishing you ONLY happiness.
Take care;
Pretty.
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