Purple Tears

June 8, 2010
By monicarane BRONZE, Strathmore, Other
monicarane BRONZE, Strathmore, Other
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Purple tear drops,
falling on my pillow,
as i cry myself to sleep.

You were so cold.
You were so mean,
and you took the breath right out of me.

My heart is in pieces,
it hurts so bad.
But the he came 'round, and began.

The tears fall no more.
My pillow is dry,
but the stains are still there.

The author's comments:
My wish is that people find comfort in this poem, by knowing they are not the only ones who have felt that way before.

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