The Pain Poem by Grace DeVon miller
The Pain
The pain is a stabe to my heart
the tears are my walls crumbling down
the hurt is eating me away
it makes me fear for the day
to long for the comfort of the dark
to fall in the comferts of the night
and for all the pain to go away
Friday, April 22, 2011
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