He was sad all day
All day,
All night,
He's sad.
She cries
All day,
All night,
All year.
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Poetry❝my tears and heart started to write down their own words 'cause my hands refused to do so.❞ Highest Rank: #41 on Poetry by 7-7-17 Written by ellethetic COMPLETED
