I can taste the salty tears on my lips.
I can taste the grief they carry,
the bitterness.
I can close my eyes,
and see the reason why they are shed.
But, they are too many reasons,
I've told too many lies.
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The Poetry She Wrote. ✔
Poetry- Poems by a twelve years old / written in 2016 - - - - There are a million poetry written, of all sort. This book holds poetry, that was written for a girl. A stranger, created in ones mind, hidden from...
