Work Text:
When it's bad,
it hurts when I see you cry.
But, it hurts even more.
When it's bad,
and I didn't see you cry.
A poem about crying.
Hello, this is my first work. Regardless if anyone would ever read it, i will put deep thoughts on my works. I wrote this when i was still in middle school. Oh! English is not my first language.
Enjoy this vent-ish poetry i made.
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When it's bad,
it hurts when I see you cry.
But, it hurts even more.
When it's bad,
and I didn't see you cry.
23rd of September 2024