Crying

Crying
My hands
covering my flowing tears
rubbing my eyes to a rough surface
what happened.

Crying
Their laughs
Grating against solemn ears
Digging deeper into my unstable psyche
Their laughs

Crying
My dreams
Of happiness with life
Gone with the passing of laughing
crying





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