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Leah Storm
Poems
Aug 2015
Weary Eyes
God came down
And touched the sky.
Nobody told you that
Angels could fly.
And on the night
That our savior died,
There wasn't
A dry eye.
And now sitting in this room,
It's apparent to me
And apparent to you
That nobody feels
Like they used to.
What should I write,
And why do I cry?
C'mon weary eyes,
You don't have to lie.
I'm taking this one on my own
I hope you know it's a lonely road.
As I cry alone,
In this tiny home
The voices tell me
There's a party
To - night.
That I will
Have
To - fight.
Waking up in the morning,
It's a shock to me
There's no blood left
For me to see.
Dried up ink
And poetry lines.
What should I write,
And why do I cry?
C'mon weary eyes
You don't have to lie.
I'm taking this one on my own
I hope you know it's a lonely road.
Written by
Leah Storm
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