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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #1861885
The Tears come anyway...
They fall from a hidden well
Something deep inside me that I can’t find.

I don’t understand the emotions or why I am sad
I feel lost but I don’t know what I lost
A stranger and he made me cry.

I have made so many changes
And I could learn to expect less
But I can’t.

I am worth more and I know it.
I am a woman full of strength and desire.
I will dry my tears before I make more.

April 16, 2012
Michelle Klear

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