Trina French Poems

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1.
Darkness In The Woods

Starlit skies couldn't tear me from the darkness of the woods.
I scramble on wards.
Music.My blindness resulted in harmony.Harmony in fact, that I don't know the eyes that are always watching.Waiting....
I run.I run.
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2.
Tears.... How Useless

You could call me insane,
but I saw a little girl cry, and I told her,
'You're wasting them.'
'wh-what? '
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