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tears are just salty rain
late night talks
you say I'll hear from you early
half past noon
despondency sinking in
I stare at the ceiling
maybe it won't be you
the world will keep turning
leaving me in its wake
I fight the darkness
from rising within me
the choke rises in my throat
familiar aching behind my eyes
drip
drip
drip
you say I'll hear from you early
half past noon
despondency sinking in
I stare at the ceiling
maybe it won't be you
the world will keep turning
leaving me in its wake
I fight the darkness
from rising within me
the choke rises in my throat
familiar aching behind my eyes
drip
drip
drip
Published 25th Jun 2023
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25th Jun 2023 8:23pm
The familiar ache behind the eyes.
I so hate crying - I try to fight it off the best I can but
that ache eventually wins.
Superb writing on waiting only to realize it was in vain.
Great title too!
I so hate crying - I try to fight it off the best I can but
that ache eventually wins.
Superb writing on waiting only to realize it was in vain.
Great title too!
25th Jun 2023 10:14pm
