Everytime I Cry
I taste your lovelike tears
salty and dry
I can feel the pain
in my soul
everytime I cry,,,,,,
Everytime I Cry
I taste your loveA poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
Title | Comments | Submitted |
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
All That I Can Be | 0 | 10/11/2009 |
Might | 2 | 10/14/2009 |
Stronger | 0 | 10/14/2009 |
Alive | 0 | 10/14/2009 |
Won't Take My Pain Away | 1 | 06/23/2009 |
I JUST GOT TO LET IT GO | 0 | 06/23/2009 |
The Real Me | 1 | 06/23/2009 |
Everytime I Cry | 0 | 06/23/2009 |
Life | 0 | 10/14/2009 |
A Lesson | 0 | 06/23/2009 |
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