HanaA Poem by EmilyBiancasomeone who pains me
That name makes my ears sore.
Every time I hear her name I go into a rampage. I cry and I remember all the pain. It burns my face, it hurts my brain, and I can never see her again. I hope I never see her again. So broke down my walls, and shattered what was inside. Now all I can do, is sit and hide, and hope she never comes back.
© 2014 EmilyBiancaAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on March 28, 2014 Last Updated on March 28, 2014 AuthorEmilyBiancaWest Orange, NJAboutHello, my name is Emily. I like fantasy, fiction, horror, and many other kinds of stories. I would love your input. Feel free to share your opinion. more..Writing
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