wet eyes
i can feel it coming
pricking begins my eyes
i can't bear them knowing
so i try to run and hide
the drops fall down
so does my heart
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cantyoudoanythingright
im not that great at rhyming poems, i just write down whatever comes to mind, i also have my own style, I don’t tend to do specific types of poems, which may be weird but i like it
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