in the heat
a mild beat
a heart shouts
stop, sit!
"i can't cry
even if i try
this summer has left me
totally dry"
"please," it whispers,
again and again,
"please don't make me cry"
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"the heart is at its lowest in the summers."
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poetry shots
Poetrya moment in time when everything seems fine turn on your playlist and cherish it with a rhyme *** welcome to 'poetry shots' - a collection of bite-sized poems
