The Cries Inside Me Read Count : 16

Category : Poems

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That word that you are afraid to say many times,
 Becomes the last missing puzzle piece.
It is the piece that can help me discover you,
 When I can't handle your needs. 

 That look you hide under my lashes 
Becomes heavy,
 When it starts to rain outside, 
When the sun cries inside me.  

That blind touch you give me out of habit
Leads me in the wrong direction, 
I feel like something is wrong 
But I can't do anything.  

Is it love?  
Or is it just a form of attachment?
  How can you claim to love me, 
If you become so indifferent?

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