What you can't see

by Bittersweet Sundown   Jan 16, 2007


Her eyes are closed,
But she's not asleep.
Her hands are cold,
And her body weeps.
You can't see,
From behind her eyes.
But on the inside,
She starts to cry...

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  • 17 years ago

    by Espoirfailed

    This is really good, the shortness of it is very effective

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