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The first poem I wrote since I got over my uncle's death, it may be depressing. "Tears" Though they say the crying helps, For me it only burns. The tears sting. The tears bleed, Not from my eyes, But from my heart. No matter how I try, My heart bleeds, To torture me, To burn me As I was burned when you left. And while their tears return their souls to them, The tears that sting my eyes, That bleed from my heart, Those tears suck the soul out of me, And back to you. Another poem I wrote is about the holocaust. I've always been a history freak/ "Reborn in the Showers." I walk inside, wish to hide, Wish to run away. People screaming, People crying, Our identities washed away. Out we go, We don't know Who we have become. Reborn in the showers To be what they want. We have no individual personalities, We are all the same. Now to survive, We must hide ourselves, And be what they tell us to be. This is everything I look for in a guy. Either brown or black hair. I don't care about eye color. Smart, sweet, kind. Other than that, I'll take almost anything. mrgreen heartbroken Juliet · Tue Aug 14, 2007 @ 12:39am · 1 Comments


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Fri Aug 17, 2007 @ 04:18pm

i like your poems, your a good writer biggrin heart heart

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