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by Leah Nov 18, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
I looked in upon her suffering eyes knowing any day could be her last her father beat her mother long ago, which was something lingering in her past. I looked upon her bruises which were her fathers hatred presented on her skin all the blue tears I noticed running from her eyes were leaking past her chin. I looked onto her bed table fresh cut flowers lay at her view if someone would understand her pain if only someone knew. The snow was falling so close you could almost touch right outside her window but the white and blood were just to much. She sat there looking streight at me trying to understand me from inside I felt she was reading my heart within a heart I could not hide. A beeping noise went off and a red light shone over her bed a nurse rushed in and starting whispering \"This girl cannot be dead\" All histeria broke out and I ran farther from the room I could help to watch her to believe that was also my doom. I awake the next morning having forgotten the night before I ran back to her room but I stoped at her door. Her body had been removed replaced with an old man and the tears were leaking down my cheeks just how everything had began. For I was the girl who slept next to her the nights she beakened for me in pain I looked around my neck I was the one who was wearing her best friend chain I was in the hospital for the same deasese as her but now all the past memories are just a broken beaten blurr. My tears were leaking my eyes were worren thin my tears were leaking so much faster and they leaked down at my chin one fell to the floor so I looked down at my feet in a day, in a moment, in a single heartbeat.
by Wip lost the Rhythm
Wow you've out done yourself this is my new favorite poem good job keep it up 5/5