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Sorrows and Tomorrows
She sat at the train station with tears rolling down her face,
Her heart felt like an empty case.
Her thoughts were racing through the pain,
But there was no gain.
Grieving,
Yet still she held back the wailing,
But not without slight whimpering.
The onlooked would not know her distress,
So yet she must digress.
Collecting her composure is such a strain,
But she must because here comes her train.
By 'morrow no one will know,
Because now she must go.
But the sorrows will still be there tomorrow.
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Her heart felt like an empty case.
Her thoughts were racing through the pain,
But there was no gain.
Grieving,
Yet still she held back the wailing,
But not without slight whimpering.
The onlooked would not know her distress,
So yet she must digress.
Collecting her composure is such a strain,
But she must because here comes her train.
By 'morrow no one will know,
Because now she must go.
But the sorrows will still be there tomorrow.
© salado
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