Real Tears

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Real Tears

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Real Tears

Poem by: In The Hands Of

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Genre: Horror

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A girl whose life was never 'fun'. Never happy. Finally, the life drained from her and all that was left was a body where the only emotion left was sadness. I can't believe my imagination sometimes...

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Summary

A girl whose life was never 'fun'. Never happy. Finally, the life drained from her and all that was left was a body where the only emotion left was sadness. I can't believe my imagination sometimes...

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Submitted: February 23, 2007

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Submitted: February 23, 2007

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She walks down her
Empty hallways
She stalks down the
Beauty of prey
She'll convict you
From a fugitive's mind
She'll love you
With theives' lie.

Glass blocks her view
Snow falls on her pillow
She enjoys the cold
Hence she broke her window.

SHe'll never speak.
Gastly white hands
They're too weak
Her vitalities are gone
Snow white hair
Even though she's
Supposedly young
Life was never fun
So death was welcome.

Glass blocks her view
Snow falls on her pillow
She enjoys the cold
Hence she broke her window.

Her piercing eyes
Still move but
Frozen like ice
She walks within the house
She could never call home.
Glass falls down her face
The only thing she longs for.
From all the years....
Real tears.

Glass blocks her view
Snow falls on her pillow
She enjoys the cold
Hence she broke her window.

No life no death

Her life was uselessy spent.


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