Tears of a poet ...
She - Poem by Tears of a poet ...
In the dark she sits alone
Her head hung low, another broken soul
Raindrops fall upon her skin
As her heart breaks in two deep within
A useless tool she is again
Aa broken toy tossed away
Her breathing slows as her skin is froze
Waiting for her life to end
Death cradles her close in his arms
even with death she is alone
Memories flash through her mind
Fading into a world left behind
once she was loved
Twice she was used
Now she lies beaten
Broken and abused
One last tear falls
As she fades away.
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