I don't cry I pour
I don't smile I glow
I don't yell I burn
But when I love
I give them wings
They always tend to leave
And when my heart is broken
I don't grieve
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PoetryI'm dying, I'm alone but who's to say that is wrong . I'm going to be alone forever now and I'd rather be alone then have him or others back . My heart may be shattered and the cracks still growing but no matter how shattered or torn I am you can't...
