Beneath her sheets
She cries herself to sleep
In the morning,
She goes to watch tea steep
Lost in her thoughts, lost in the hopes no one heard her weep.
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Poems Penned Precisely by Me
PoetryA collection of poems or just general pieces of literature that rhyme. No theme to most of them tbh
Morning Brew
Beneath her sheets
She cries herself to sleep
In the morning,
She goes to watch tea steep
Lost in her thoughts, lost in the hopes no one heard her weep.
