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secret sorrow
The heavy heart she carried throughout the day,
Each night it flowed through words, on pages..
Wet with ink and tears...
But he'll never read them.
Each night it flowed through words, on pages..
Wet with ink and tears...
But he'll never read them.
Published 29th Oct 2012
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29th Oct 2012 2:39pm
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26th Nov 2012 3:21pm
With little to say but it explains so much.... i like this poem a lot....
