Category : Poems

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I write to you through my tears, 
  That fall on the blank page of my dreams.
  I write to you from my blood,
   That turns into pen ink when I'm down.
 
 I know that only a wounded heart knows
  How many phases of pain 
 A broken heart goes through...alone. 

Tell my tears that you chose to leave, 
 Tell my tears out loud your dreams, 
 That my cold hands free your fingers,
 And let you live away from me in peace.