A surge of fear goes through her heart;
She's all alone and torn apart.
Just weeping softly in the dark
Without a single light or spark.
How did she end up there, she wonders;
Where were her parents, or her brothers?
Why did they leave her on her own
To lie down on the freezing stone?
The girl kept crying out of sorrow,
Knowing she'll go again tomorrow
To sit and weep against the stones
That marked her dead family's bones.
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Poems
PoetryI don't know how many people do read poetry but I'm going to give it a shot and post some of the poems I wrote. They're not that good since I actually like writing stories over poems but still what could could go wrong, right? :)) Anyway I hope you...
