Tears
Tears
falling
on my face
in great excess
all over nonsense
because he hurt me so
breaking and destroying me
to the very core that I'm numb
that waking in the morning's a chore
a thing sometimes I don't want to happen
Copyright © Brandee Augustus | Year Posted 2009
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