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Nov 2014
you
you do not cry
c r y
you do not
cry you
don't
i sit beside the
mirror
cross legged and
watch
and my eyes
fill to the brim
salty water
spilling over
a deep waterfall
your eyes are
a drout
you do not cry
y o u do n' t
cr y
do you miss
my gloomy clouds?
Written by
olive  20/mtl
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