It

by Julia   Mar 12, 2005


There it lies;
Through tangled black hair...

As though to hide...

A twisted face,
A sorrowed sigh,

A bitten lip,
Still sore from cries...

A silenced voice,
Hidden deep inside...

And worst of all,
Pain never dies,

In the faintest stare...

Of two brown eyes.

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  • 19 years ago

    by !*!Zoe!*!

    Uhhh...shivers down my spine. That is so freaky. I had the image stuck in my mind for a couple moments. A great poem! I love it. You're on my faves. Keep up the good work!
    xoxZoexox

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