Comments on 'Poems that go through my head at 1 in the morning (the witch's hour!)'Blood on roses
Veins of tears
Rivers of pain
And meadows of fear
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My life has come to halt
As though the moment is frozen in time
My thoughts have become meaningless
My words a worthless ryhme
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The tearstains that line your face
The feelings of being of zero
Fade as you look into the mirror and smile
For you are your own superhero
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Love not returned
From a daughter to her father
From the skin unrightly burned
To the life that is no longerhttp://ficlets.com/feed/story/23351