Tear Drops

by Krete   Feb 12, 2005


She's got that thing,
A broken smile.
Its not a ring,
Just depression's focus while.

Tears don't flow,
They don't gush,
So very slow,
Always made them hush...

Like a brushfire,
in the sadness mood,
Tears flow in --dire,
As if they were rude.

But brushfire's seldom come,
Those endless days - no more.
Shes living life to run,
Away from her sore.

Shes looks to herself,
This useless form of weight,
A thing without health,
Mans darkly rich bait.

A Girl wrapped in Hate.

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*Bah. Someone is forcing me to submit this piece of junk.

*Bad mood right now.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Lushed

    i do not understand how you could call anything you do junk.
    you are an utter genius.

    i only wish i could be as good as you.
    <3 jenny

  • 20 years ago

    by Lushed

    this is SOOO not junk. its wonderful
    theres a lot of emotion in it! its beautiful!
    youre ingenious. i dont know how yo could call anything of yours JUNK
    <3 jenn

  • 20 years ago

    by Natalie84

    It was NOT a piece of junk! I loved it! Very good! Take Care~

  • 20 years ago

    by Saravana Kumar S

    Beautiful way to put across the pain of tears...glad that you posted it....take care and Happy Valentine...FIVE>>>

  • 20 years ago

    by EpithetPoet

    This is different from your other poems but it was still good nontheless. I like the last stanza, it made the poem become whole and more understandable. Good job mate :).
    -A

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