Tamla smith Poems

she sit's by the window,
like a person waiting for rain,
tears trickling down her face like rain,
falls down a window,
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The girl with tears trickling down her face,
tryed to hide her face with disgrace,
her bruises and cuts,
she could not cover up
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i am labeled a bully,
but they don't know me.
they don't see what lies behind my
peiceing eyes.
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your trying to conceal the truth,
but i see right through you,
your pupils wander round your eyes,
you perse your lips in disguise.
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