the way she cries
the way she cries
brings tears to my own eyes
as the light fades from her orbs
it chills me to my core
seeing her so sad and upset
wanting to end her own life
i don't know how to help
her eyes turn green
when she cries the way she does
her eyes creating puddles
as they pour down her face
like a gorgeous thunderstorm
she's beautiful
no matter that's she's sobbing
now i'm filled with longing
to stop her sobbing
as the tears stream down her face
creating puddles of sadness
by her feet
now i'm drowning in defeat
as the puddles grow
the way she cries
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non.beautiful123
hi! i'm kaleigh, i'm 14, i have bipolar, and i like poetry. it's a release for me. it helps me through my depression and mania. if you don't like my poems, sorry, don't hate on me though. i'm also bi, but my mom isn't really completely on board with it. :( if you like my poems and you want more, i have another account. (non.poet123) bye!
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