
This poem is about being broken and feeling the need to cry. Reviews are welcome.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst/Tragedy - Words: 22 - Published: 07-10-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3040621
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Crying
Runaway to a secret hidden place
Youth is a fleeting glory
Our lips are sealed
Unconscious, we are born to die
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