I can’t shed tears unless I cry,
tears flow freely from crying eyes,
I strive to do better each passing day,
to make life special in some special way,
gently wiping those tearing eyes dry.
I hope you enjoyed this read, thank you for continued support.
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Moe Radosevich
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Awww, this was so honest and emotional, beautiful work :)
This was a very emotional poem!