She Laughs Poem by Saint Cynosure
She Laughs
I hurt inside,
she laughs aloud,
my sadness is her fancy.
My head is down,
inside a crowd,
and they laugh has they pass me.
She has dealt the crushing blow,
she's made flat my dreams.
Loveliness is never found,
inside mans tearful screams.
Crawling on the floor so weak,
I'm lost inside my meekness.
I hurt inside,
she laughs aloud.
Not her but I believe this...
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4/26/2024 1:23:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Loveliness is never found, inside mans tearful screams. l like those lines good job. sometimes girls have to remember that guys can get their feelings hurt too. Becca