Broken

by Amy   Jun 4, 2007


As she lays there
With her head on the pillow
The tears start to from from her eyes
She starts to hear their song
That once was their's
She picks of the phone
Wanting to call
She dials the number
but get to scared and hangs up the phone
She feel so alone and cold
And theirs no one to hold
She prays everynight
That he will come back
To take care of her
And the kid that he brought into this life
Not leaving her to take care of it herself
She looks at her baby
And she looks like him
She has his eyes
She has his nose
Every little thing reminds her of him

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  • 17 years ago

    by Woe

    With her head on the pillow
    The tears start to from from her eyes
    umm.. is that supposed to say "fall from her eyes" ???
    :D just helping
    btw.. you should use more punctuation
    :D constructive criticism. LOL

    nice poem though...

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