Unic Cjonr

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Tears In Volume - Poem by Unic Cjonr

Dries the eyes which cries.
Next to my pain.
Raining in one column.
I hate the clear blue skies.
I hate the colors painted on the wings of a butterfly.
Brush my emotions with the witches broom.
Cast my soul into a six sided room.
Stake my heart.
Cut off my head.
If I die.
I will be dead.
Do me one favour.
Please do this soon

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 26, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, January 27, 2014

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