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The Begining
The first tear falls,
from long brimming eyes.
This worn, tired soul,
finaly cries.
The ice begins to melt,
as her heart thaws,
it breaks.
See a future,
thru her eyes.
A past filled with lies.
Without an umbrella,
to sheild her from rain.
No handsome hero,
to take her pain.
Far too many wasted years.
Safer now,
she cries those tears.
A new begining,
A place to start.
A life time to mend
her broken heart.
Short lines and rhymes that
Short lines and rhymes that strike the reader as delicate chimes make this poem very impressive, Rae.
Starward-Led [in Chrismation, Januarius]
very very good! love the rhyme scheme and everything else! :D
EricaMay
I think this is one of your very best poems.
kerry
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