Tears
Once upon my bed so still,
I sit and think and wonder will,
He ever love me once again?
As memories fill my lonely head.
While my heart aches with every scene,
The tears are deeper then they seem.
Now the sleep of one night’s lost,
Due to the hurt of an untrue love.
Copyright © Anna Andersen | Year Posted 2009
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