Ruth warren Poems

For every tear you cry,
I cry a hundred thousand more,

I'll give you ten roses,
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I hang my head in my burning palms,
tears sting against my soul, searching
for the calm. Heartaches like never
before, broken, so lonely and torn.
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She huddles against the dirty wall
hugging it ever so tight;
hopeing that he will choose not to do
the things, he did last night.
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I'm just a girl, a hopeless case.
Living in the world a familier place.

I'm just a girl, with tears in her eyes.
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You're my angel in disguise
You read my soul with your eyes
Your spirit has entered my heart
And it's my hope we never part
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Her Mother is in the kitchen,
whistling a happy tune;
but a frown appears upon her face,
when the child enters the room.
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Huddled in a corner, her eyes
opened wide;
sits a little girl, trying to
hide.
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With a few well placed words

I can sweep you off of your feet
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She lurks within the shadows,
spinning her web of lies;
patiently waiting and watching,
for her victims to pass by.
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Depression envelopes my being,
its' tenticles wrapped tightly around,
my mind and heart, dark and confused,
as it pulls me towards the ground.
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