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What do you think about this poem I wrote??
She stands in her room and cries. She watches the tears as they fall to the floor. She has cried so many times and she dosent know why. She has cried so many tears, that there is no more tears left for her to cry. But yet she still stands in her room and...
cries. She cries not water tears, but tears of blood. The tears that she has cried have now turned her floor red stained with blood. But she still cries and she doesnt know why. Was it her troubled past? Where her wrost fears come to life? She doesnt know why but she does know that the tears she has cried need to stop but how? How is the question she has asked for so many years.
She stands in her room and cries. She cries tears, tears of blood.
This peom I wrote has nothing to do with me it just kind a poped in my head ((lol)) please be honest and tell me what you think about it and please give me some pointers thanks!!