TearsA Poem by Isabella
A salty drop
Cold or warm It falls down your face as you let it out The fear The sadness The tears They always have a reason Every single one They fall just as fast as your hopes As do they crash to the ground A salty drop Cold or warm Falls down your face As you let the sadness take over
© 2016 Isabella |
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Added on October 7, 2016 Last Updated on October 7, 2016 Author |