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by Twisted Heart Sep 19, 2006 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
A misty pool forms at the corner Of her sadden and somber blue eyes A heartbreak that isn't near healing Brought on her by his hurtful lies. A single teardrop falls so freely Down a cheek red and swollen with grief She lets it carress her soft skin And end at her lips with relief.
by sibyllene
Oo, i like the last line a lot, a lot