Stuck in my throat,
Hiding behind my eyes
So scared and sad,
Don't want to say goodbyes.
Stuck in my head,
Whispering in my ears.
Talking about things
I've lost over the years.
Although the feelings remain,
Circumstances have changed.
There's no one to blame,
So just breathe and stay calm.
Sliding down my cheek,
Representing a memory
Or a special week.
The moments waste away.
Why should this be different
Then any other day.
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Comments
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I often have my highs and lows, and I think crying tears is a blessing t times, even through the pain, it's been quite sometime since I've shed a tear, my heart and the emotions within get numb after so many lost dreams. You stay up, and keep on sharing here. Peace, Timothy aka poeticweaver~
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Really Good
Great work really really well written you are a very good writer i really mean that -
MY GIMPY NO CRY!!!
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we shall talk about this later
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