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My Tears and Dreams

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BELADIA

adorei.

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My first language isnt English I hope you like it

I got tears to tell

Tears to count

Tears to keep

And to share.

Histories to writhe

And some to sing

A lot of things

To do and to think

I got dreams to chase

To lose

To keep

And make anew.

I got words to break

And words to mend

Stories with no

Proper end.

I got scars to name

And wounds to heal

Things I never said

But still can feel.

I got tears to tell

Tears to count

Tears to keep

And to share.

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  • afrog

    the tears part at the end and the beginning

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  • BELADIA

    adorei.

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  • Ovid

    Is actually very good! Thanks for sharing!

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