"The sun hid her face in the clouds.
She didn't want the world to see her cry. Her teardrops burned holes in the horizon, she lost her desire to shine."
-Christy Ann Martine

A/N: I hope you are enjoying these poems. If you are, let me know. If you aren't, please feel free to let me know what I could do different. Nothing wrong in constructive criticism.
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