Crying - Poem by Wassila Nader
crying in the far dark land
tears there are more than sand
Alone and no one is there to hear
no one think or even feel
the screaming girl out of fear...
wishing to die every time i cry
waiting for someone to save me
even if he's as far away as a sky.
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