Silent Cries.

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At night I cry silently to myself, 
I wish the temptation I have for you would go high up on the shelf. 
So that way I can’t reach it. 
Everything reminds me of you, 
And each day that goes by I am always lonely and blue. 
I cannot help it! 
I miss you…. 

Megan Rose's PoetryOnde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora