The Cry Of My Running Tears Poem by Egbe Chris
The Cry Of My Running Tears
My sadness sense the air, when i thounght all hope were kidnap.i cry like a new born child when my tears was laying dead, life became a half air that we breath. When i talk to life i knew that am a live hade on earth, confusion killed my emotion in the lonely dark.i cry, i cry evil for fear.because goodness was the mercy i need each day of life.
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