The tear-stained pillow Grasps My tear-stained cheeks... Tired... ... Fear Awaken. The rivers Run again. Why? Dismal week. Self-sorrow. Un-asisting help. Come! Please. Please. Please...
Reason for writing:
This poem is very emotional to me, and you totally wont understand until you understand where I am coming from...I only get to see my fiance on the weekends, and during the week, we are unwillingly seperated, yet we talk for at least an hour every nite, and I wrote this one Monday night because of this.
Birth sign: Aries
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