by elo69santa cruz, California, USA
Oct 2016 665 Views 2 comments
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she dreams the name of water and laughter is my soul
for the tears I never shed,had fallen from the sky
for the tears I never shed,had fallen from the sky
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Posted: Oct 2016
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I don't know,but sometimes,I have to find some way,to relieve the burden of being myself,if that makes any sense at all. Its like a pressure that builds up and causes tension in my mind. Then the rain comes and washes it all away.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Comments (2)
Kathy
Your Burden is the reader paradise!
Thank you for sharing
Martina xxx