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White When she weeps When she weeps, the skies turn grey, Her sorrow paints the dawn away. Tears like rivers gently flow, Whispering tales of silent woe. Her fragile heart, a shattered glass, Reflects the dreams that couldn’t last. In every drop, a world of pain, Yet through the storm, she stands again. Though clouds may linger in her eyes, Hope still hides in tear-filled skies. For in her tears, a strength is born, To rise once more with every morn. ©Amen #love poetry for her
White When she weeps When she weeps, the skies turn grey, Her sorrow paints the dawn away. Tears like rivers gently flow, Whispering tales of silent woe. Her fragile heart, a shattered glass, Reflects the dreams that couldn’t last. In every drop, a world of pain, Yet through the storm, she stands again. Though clouds may linger in her eyes, Hope still hides in tear-filled skies. For in her tears, a strength is born, To rise once more with every morn. ©Amen #love poetry for her
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