Hate To See You Cry - Poem by Emily Vallee
When you cry you make me fall from your eyes,
While I fall from your eyes I think of you.
From all of the pain and all of the lies,
You wish you could go back to being two.
You close your eyes and cry even more,
I hate to see you at your weakest point.
I fall and watch you cry onto the floor,
You feel a sharp aching pain in your joint.
You taste the falling salty tears and cringe,
You know you can always count on me now
You now squeak like a rusty door hinge.
Now all you can do is just take a bow.
Don’t forget who you are or you will fall,
Just know you can lean on me when you ball.
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