TearsA Poem by Mysty RaynI sit alone wanting to cry. My tears would do me no good. They are the same tears I always cry. Lonely tears. Absent tears. Tears of fear. Afraid to be alone anymore. I miss what I don’t have. I need what I know nothing of. I can’t have what is right in front of me. The tears begin to flow. -Mysty Rayn
© 2008 Mysty RaynAuthor's Note
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