Crying Skys

Words won't help.
They just stay,
in the stagnant air.
They fall to the ground,
as your perfect lies, did.
A tear won't fall,
in-front of you, I promise.
Because I won't show weakness for your pleasure.
A million tears are waiting,
but not in-front of you.

Only one place I can look to know.


Only to the sky
will I cry.





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