Tears
Fear
One thing that makes those tears
Run down the cheeks
Of the innocent children
Endless weeks
When no one will hold them
And chase the fear away
Fear
Its what we dread
Tears
Innocence is nothing but wet
Tears
Children wish for a Never Land
Where those growing fears
Cannot withstand
The dreams of those
Innocent tears
Without the fear
Of dread.
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Decided to post up another wonderful poem of mine. Hope you guys like it.