I mourned in a silent cry,
Profusely shed tears till I was dry,
In every way my dulcet tone gave my pain away,
My peevishness was heard by even the furthest strays,
Now here I stand nothing but a shell,
I feel like the only pain greater might be down in hell,
But hey, tomorrow awaits me maybe even more vibrant than now.
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Shine A Light #Wattys2019
PoetryJust Poetry This is poetry about beauty and flaws that I find perfectly attractive. This is about a million women that I find attractive in one way or the other and from different angles. If you by chance find something about you here. I MEAN IT!
