Okay, so I had to make a poem in English class the other day, so here is the poem I ended up writing, hope everyone likes, well the ones that actually reads my xanga.
"Looking into the mirror that’s been broken"
Looking into the mirror that’s been broken
Look at the bright red blood stain on her hands
Tears falling from her eyes
Like rain dripping from window seals
Looking down in shame
She’s wondering why her heart
Shatters like glass
Not like she’s heart broken
She’s just all shattered inside
She lost her faith in the world
Fallen’ from grace
Her heart bleeds inside
Like her hands on the outside
All bloody up from the broken mirror
Feeling so cold like death in the air
Shaking in fright as she wipes the blood
From her hands
What is she to do
If no one cares
How she feels
By Nella©
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