Tears From The Past Poem by lanesa mantia
Tears From The Past
what a rush, what a lie.
what a time to make cry.
the stupid way i fell for you,
the way i thought it was just me and you.
My broken heart,
that cant claim its start.
My hate filled eyes,
that wear a happy disquise.
My tears from the past,
that always seem to last.
Im crying and I want all of this to go away,
because i guess that it doesnt matter what I say
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