Empty

by PoeticLoserface   Feb 21, 2007


She sits there silently,
Not seen nor heard.
Tears flowing freely,
Still does not say a word.

Her tears kept flowing,
Her heart was breaking
Without her even knowing
There was no use in faking

She was lost
She was hurt
He hurt her; didn't care the cost
He'd left her face down in the dirt

She loved his smile
She didn't know why
It made her day worthwhile
Yet he still made her cry.

*A pointless poem but hey I had the urge to write one*

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  • 17 years ago

    by Fredy

    Really good poem, though kinda sad, it's really good.

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