She cries every night
Pain and sorrow shown
But there are some nights
Some nights are different
Her eyes no longer hold the tears
And her voice no longer held the cry
For on her wrist, she paints a picture
Using a razor across her skin askew
And the blood is spilled
Creating tears anew
Showing her pain
Yet hiding it all the same
-RRP #9
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Short Poems
PoetryBittersweet poetry please read and learn Not everything is as it seem Not everyone can let it go The world causes pain and the biggest hearts feel the most -Rebel Rock Princess PS They get better the farther you read
