Eyes that cry

When I was young and I heart to my mother I would go to,to wipe my eyes that cry.
As I moved forward with my life I found that things didn't make me so sad when things went bad,only to steel my resolve to be stronger or mad.
Then one day I discover love,how strange,how odd,I felt like on a cloud above.
Walking on air knowing I had someone ther to love me only no more to be lonely when she told me she cares.
What a fool I became she was always on my brine filling me with pssaon
driving me insane.
Time went by till the day she sad goodbye,then I understood why had eyes that cry.

Don't be afrade to let your feeling go,let me show.David
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Posted: Nov 2015

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Coraleigh
You certainly have showed us how cruel love can be in this poem.
"Bitter sweet is young love....the agony....the aching....the wild reckless joy.."
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