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Poetry submission to neno's contest. Hope it suits the theme (:
Submitted:Jan 3, 2010 Reads: 83 Comments: 6 Likes: 4
Her tears are red
Spilling from her yellow eyes
Her dark heart beats faster
No one sees that she cries
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Her arms are tired
Of holding up her world
Her hidden scars are black
No one thinks she's that girl
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Her thoughts are hazy
Clinging onto her sleeve
Her brain oozes hate
No one knows they're to grieve
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