Cry Then B Strong - Poem by malia finney
Everyday i wake up and want to see your brown eyes looking back at me. I want you to love me the way you used to, i want you to be there for me when im sad, mad, happy. But instead i wake up and see my tear stained pillow next to me hoping its you. the tears fall again and again like a rainfall that never stops. I love you or i used to.... This poem was created y someone who went through so much and im sill here. so everytime you wake up with all those tears, just think ou will be somewhare in life and whare will be in all these years. Cryin because they lost you..... waisting the tears.
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