Her Tears
I hate how people try to take advantage of her kindness
She gives and gives until there's nothing left for her
No one evern wants to give her
The respect she deserves
The worst part is watching her tears of pain
As they leave their stain
On my memory that can never be erased
I wanna do something but everything is out of my reach
So I'm stuck with watching her cry and vent
The emotions that have been pent up inside
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