My Sad Tears

Drifting in the cold breeze.
Sad faces.
Sad tears.
Heart yearning.
Nightmares are the dreams.
Closes my eyes escape.
Escape into the darkness
Of my dreams.
Never seeing the light.
Never touching the warmth
Of love.
Never.
Sad good byes.
Good byes
Good.
Bye.

Oct 01/13






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