Hidden deep inside, things I never said,
Tears in my eyes, that I have yet to shed.
My tears can't roll down, they just flow,
Making my hazel eyes gleam and glow.
Empty inside, no sign of a beating heart,
Just a shattered red, scattered like art.
Cold meaningless nights, I lay awake,
My frozen heart that has yet to break.
All these things hidden deep inside,
The tears in my eyes that haven't dried.
Dreaming for things that will never come,
Tonight I'm cold, alone, broken and numb.
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Poems For The Sad Soul
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