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When I cry

When I cry

     No one knows if and when I cry
No one knows the reasons why
if I'm happy or sad

No one knows exactly what I'm feeling
If my tears are hurting or healing
Please get off my back

No one knows just what I'm thinking
Is my mood rising or sinking
Ya'll need to relax

No one knows when and if I cry
If I'm loving it or ready to die
I'm just giving you the facts
2020

2020

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Marion

Sad write...love the last line Charles...🤗

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Popop Rifici

on a side note I do believe they pay dividends  
tears are never wasted
 

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Popop Rifici

Depend on the tears Marion 
they can be joyful thank you
 

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Marion

I agree...they can be cleansing also Charles 🌹

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Popop Rifici

we learn every  day 
what they mean  
you can't cry by faking it  
tears are not easy to fake

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Marion

They are if you've got an onion 😊

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The fish of the sea

I agree with Marion, the last line really brings home the impact of this write for me. Kind regards. G'day from Aus. TFOTS 

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Samantha Latimer

This poem really made me think deep and although it's only a short write it speaks a thousand words. 

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