Sting

February 25, 2009
By writingis4ever PLATINUM, Calabasas, California
writingis4ever PLATINUM, Calabasas, California
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The sting of tears
As my throat closes in
And my voice grows weak

I know it's stupid
It doesn't really matter
Not a big deal

But I can't help it
I don't want to be mad
I really don't

But every single time
That it happens
I feel that same

Sting of tears
As my throat closes in
And my voice grows weak


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ChildOfGod said...
on Mar. 15 2009 at 10:17 pm
That makes me want to write about crying! Thanks. :) Hehe, its odd how when you cry its not joyful, But when you go to write it about it, You're completely joyfilled. :) Good poem!




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